Your head cook
is always baking, and stewing, and roasting, and rolling out paste, and contriving one dish or another, which he imagines may be to my liking.
The tables in the great banqueting room groaned under the weight of game of all kinds; of venison from the woods, and fish from the lakes, with hunters' delicacies, such as buffalos' tongues, and beavers' tails, and various luxuries from Montreal, all served up by experienced cooks
brought for the purpose.
Who ever heard of Fostum Sahib, or Yankling Sahib, or even the little Peel Sahib that sits up of nights to shoot serow - I say, who, ever heard of these Sahibs coming into the hills without a down-country cook
, and a bearer, and - and all manner of well-paid, high-handed and oppressive folk in their tail?
As he ate his second helping of the excellent meal, he said pleasantly: "You do know how to cook
His phrase that the cook
was starting presently was fulfilled to the letter, for the cook
came out, pulling his gloves on, even as they spoke.
Go on with the women-servants, from the cook
in all her glory to the small female child who weeds the garden.
Shimerda and gave us a lard-pail full of milk to cook
, here interposed Stubb, accompanying the word with a sudden slap on the shoulder, -- Cook
They are all de testable women; but the cook
is the least ill-looking of the three.
The door led right into a large kitchen, which was full of smoke from one end to the other: the Duchess was sitting on a three-legged stool in the middle, nursing a baby; the cook
was leaning over the fire, stirring a large cauldron which seemed to be full of soup.
He looked at them one after the other, and when he had admired them long enough, "Take these fish," he said to his first vizir, "and given them to the clever cook
the Emperor of the Greeks sent me.
Then he made the cook
come, and ordered him to keep up a large fire under the room until the iron was red-hot.
Now the Sheriff had in his kitchen a cook
, a stout man and bold, who heard the rumpus and came in to see how the land lay.
The black bulk of the cook
balanced behind the tiny galley over the glare of the stove, and the pots and pans in the pierced wooden board before it jarred and racketed to each plunge.
So Lina said, no, she would never repeat it to anyone, and then the cook
said: 'Early tomorrow morning, when the forester is out hunting, I will heat the water, and when it is boiling in the kettle, I will throw in Fundevogel, and will boil him in it.