Fabled Menus

Richard Haly, my drinking, cooking and poetry buddy from the years in Berkeley recently sent copy of three of the extravagant menus he and I composed, executed and then consumed, once upon a time. This kind of thing will never be seen again.

Richard umbrella

WINTER RITE (Christmas 1981)

1979 Chateau Grillet
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Duck Liver Mousse
1973 Lassalle
Cuvée Angeline / Blanc de Blancs
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Double Consommé of Perch Truffled at Table
1979 Meursault “Perrières”
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Quail with Oyster Forcemeat
Cèpes and Wild Rice
1972 Volnay “Taillepieds”
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Leg of Lamb en Chevreuil
New Potatoes with Lemon and Mint

1972 Chateauneuf-du-Pape “Vieux Télégraphe”
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Blancmange
1950 Chateau Gillette

LE SACRE DU PRINTEMPS (Easter 1982)

Champagne Brut Intégral
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Saffron Broth with Capers
1979 Chateau Simone
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Tea-poached Trout with Lavender Velouté
1979 Hermitage Blanc Chave
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The Idea of a Verveine Ice
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L’aura Amara
Roast Rabbit with Aromaticks

Wild Rice, Pistachioes, White Grapes
1978 Côte-Rôtie Champet
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Watercress and Pine Nut Salad
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Pasta and Kulich
1971 Gewurtztraminer Eiswein 

AUTUMNAL POTLATCH (Thanksgiving 1982)

 50 Olympia Oysters on Copper
Champagne Lassalle
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Chestnut Soup with Beads and Trinkets
1975 Pouilly Fuissé
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Poule d’Inde en Forme d’Enfant
(Turkey stuffed under the skin with morel farce, reformed
and displayed with the head of a Mexican baby Jeebus)
Yams, Wild Rice, Quail Eggs
1971 Vosne-Romanée
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Persimmon and Apple Salad with Watercress
(served on birch bark with pine)
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Hazelnut Cream
1921 Vouvray
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Marc de Champagne Pommery
Indian Tobacco

 

The Strangest of all Strangeness

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 The strangest of all strangeness,
more then dreamed by any poet,
by any thinker thought up,
is that things are just what they seem.
Nothing to understand about them.

After Alberto Caeiro (Fernando Pessoa)

É mais estranho do que todas as estranhezas
E do que os sonhos de todos os poetas
E os pensamentos de todos os filósofos,
Que as cousas sejam realmente o que parecem ser
E não haja nada que compreender.