Word: pheasants
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...prowls the stainless-steel corridors of his ultramodern kitchen, setting a whirlwind pace for his 32-member staff. "Sacrebleu! Sacrebleu!" he shouts at a sous-chef when something goes wrong. One minute he is throwing whole fistfuls of truffles into a twelve-quart mixing bowl. Next he starts a pheasant paté, followed by a lobster and crayfish mousse. Tasting each creation in turn, he makes several mid-course corrections, adding a little salt here, a little cream there. Finally he is satisfied. Offering his visitor a taste of the gloriously light mousse, he nods his head gravely. "Nobody...
...overwhelmed by a cacophony of sounds and a bouquet of smells. A peek into the larder is enough to tickle even the most jaded palate. Fresh foie gras de canard and turbot flown in from France, mallard ducks and wild morel mushrooms newly arrived from Washington State, plump pheasant and succulent little grouse shot in Scotland, live crayfish shipped up twice a week from New Orleans...
...presided over this cart took about a minute and a half to pull some marinated beef off their grill and onto a hero roll, cover it with lettuce and tomatoes, sauteed onions and peppers and paint a little extra marinade on the inside of the roll. I had roast pheasant with truffles once, at a famous French restaurant, and it was almost as good as that hero...
There were happier things too, about Dreamland--nights in cars with girls whose names were Diana Leigh and Valerie Lynn, girls whose names ran together if their faces did not; of hunting in crisp mornings for pheasant and grouse on ground that crackled as you walked over it. But Dreamland and remained gray; gray shadows broken and heightened by little bands of neon, when the Bells of the past spoke to Thomas Scott Bell at Harvard, calling in his own mind to him above the clutter and emotion of being tremendously alone in a tone of evil desperation...
...they can be quite elegant. Torta Pasqualina, the Italian Easter pie from Liguria, is made with 33 layers of dough to symbolize Christ's age at his death. And there is Beautiful Aurora's Pillow, a pastry puffed up by the immortal Brillat-Savarin that combines pheasant, veal, pork, foie gras, Cognac and truffles, which might be accompanied by pinaattiohukaiset, a Finnish spinach pancake that is far easier to eat than pronounce...