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the academy choir that evening forced them to eat at
such an uncivilized hour. The young curate was always
enchanted with his hostess's culinary reminiscences,
sometimes recounted in French so that he could
practice the language. He longed to travel to Europe
someday, to dine at the Savoy and stand before the
great cathedral doors of Chartres.
Mrs. Troyes now mentioned the osso buco they
served at the Hotel Danieli Royal. Was that Venice?
Yes. In a rose sunset, Jonathan saw himself walking
through the Piazza San Marco with Walter Saar.
Walking to dinner, and then, and then…He
blushed. "And once Blanchard and I ate in the Tivoli
Gardens, the most cunning way they had of folding their
napkins. Yes, the food was delicious. And the Belle
Terrasse, I think was its name. Copenhagen, because I
remember they sent up fireworks after dark, and the
sea there was such a blue, just the color of your eyes.
Blanchard was a great eater. He adored food, I'm
afraid, to excess, and brought on his stroke. Very
different from Hugo, who never noticed if there were
any food on the table or not, and quite often there was