When I picked it up, I thought that I might leaf through, dawdle over a cup of tea and then settle into some proper reading with another Persephone, but I read more than half of the essays in a single sitting. And I was sure that I would skip over the recipes, but the preparation is very matter-of-fact and could clearly be employed as-is, providing the dish and its ingredients were to the reader’s taste.
Okay, fine: my lifestyle doesn’t require that I be acquainted with the chapter entitled “A Dinner Before the Play”. And, it’s true: I simply would never have cause to refer to “A Shooting-Party Luncheon”.
But there is one recipe and commentary which I can readily and enthusiastically employ:
“Toast, to be good, demands a glowing grate, a handy toasting-fork, and a patient watcher — counsels of perfection indeed, for the ideal rack is like friendship and the immortality of the soul, almost too good to be true.”
As a historic document, Kitchen Essays illuminates the tradition of English cookery in straightforward language and a cozy tone. And it reminds readers that the love of preparing and enjoying and sharing food crosses generations and geo-political borders as readily as one passes a plate of hot-buttered toast.
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