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Of Food and Drink.


Walk in, kind Sirs, My Ale is good,
And take a drop with Robin Hood.
If Robin Hood is not at Home,
Pray take a drop with Little John.
The Robin Hood Pub in Monmouth.


''When we saw they had finished eating we let down a small rope,we had made up by knotting our garters togather. The peers beneath were kinde enough to attach a napkin filled with food to our rope, which we hauled up, and in this way got plenty of good things to eat and drink. This napkin took several journeys up and down, and we were not the only people who had this idea, for from all the galleries around the same sight could be seen.''


''Breakfast very pleasant tho a servant waits - but he is an Italian, a Milanese - seems like a machine who understands only what relates to his service - stands by a round table placed in front of a stand of flowers - on this table a large silver lamp tea urn - coffee urn and all nessary for tea and coffee to be made by him. On the large round table at which we sit there appears to be what looks like an elegant gouter - mixed cut glass and beautiful china - meat sweetmeats - cakes - buns rolls & etc in each dish or china basket; numbers of cut glass ewers and cut glass sugar basins. Milanese watches all who enter - salvers them with tea and coffee - and the cups are changed and constantly supplied without hands crossing or any, ''I'll trouble yous.'' I am a convert which I thought I should never be to the existance of the ''dumb waiter.''
Maria Edgeworth.


''Newcastle near Carmarthen is a pleasant village. At a decent inn here, a dog is employed as a turnspit. Great care is taken that the animal does not observe the cook approach the larder; if he does, he immediatly hides himself for the reminder of the day and the guest must be content with more humble fare than intended.''


''Gould told me that, as I was a single man, he hoped to see me very often at their family dinner, as they were almost always at home. We then had coffee and afterwards tea. It was just a Guard party; the Colonel and his Lady, Mrs Wynyard who has a son a Colonel, Miss Gynn who has a brother a Colonel, and I who hope to be an Ensign and afterwards a Colonel. We were pretty merry.''
James Boswell.

''We used to sit down to dinner a little snug party of about thirty odd, up to the chin in beef, venision, geese, turkeys, etc; and generally over the chin in claret, strong beer, and punch. We have Lords Spiritual and Temporal, besides commoners, parsons, and freeholders innumerable.''
Fredrick Hervey.

''....we have got into fashionable hours in consequence. Not a morsel of dinner did we get yesterday till near six and it will be the same today. I'm afraid the Lewins are shocked at my voraciousness and I think I shall breed famine in Eltham.''

''Dinner generally consists of a piece of half-boiled or half-roasted; meat and a few cabbage leaves boiled in plain water; onwhich they pour a sauce made of flour and water.''


''Dempster said he had been drunk the night before, and this morning his tongue rattled in his mouth like two dice in a box. True said his sister, and your head ached like a backgammon table.''
James Boswell.

"Yesterday, dined tete-a-tete at the Cocoa with Scrope Davies - sat from six till midnight - drank between us one bottle of champagne and six of claret, neither of which wines ever effect me. Offered to take Scrope home in my carriage; but he was tipsy and pious, and I was obliged to leave him on his knees praying to I know not what purpose or Pagod. No headache, nor sickness, that night nor today. Got up, if anything earlier than usual - sparred with Jackson ad sudorem, and have been much better in health than for many days. I have heard nothing more from Scrope."
Lord Byron.

''For breaking a glass last night....I paid 0.0.6 For breaking a pint cup likewise 0.0.4. For breaking 4 pipes likewise 0.0.2.
Parson Woodforde.


Idrink to you with all my hart
Mery met and mery part.

With all mi hart I drinkto u
I wold have beere befor u goo

Come fill me, full and drinke, a bout
and never, leave till all is out,
and if that will not, make you merry
fill me again, and sing down derry.

Words are easy Like the wind
Faithful friends
Are hard to fine.

The gift is small but good will is all.


The Universe itself is but a pudding of elements. Empires, Kingdoms, States and Republics are but puddings of people differently made up.



''There never were such times, since Old Leather Arse died !''
A restoration toast, revived in the 18th Century, and then again in 1993.

''Charles James Fox and the English Liberals!''
An Americian toast.

''The Prince proposed the health of the Duke of Wellington in a very neat speech. When the Duke rose to reply, the Prince promptly interposed; 'My dear fellow, we know your actions, and we excuse your words, so sit down.'' This the Duke did, with all the delight of a school boy who has been given an unexpected holiday.''
Lady Harriot Frampton.

The Prince Regent. ''The Buff and the Blue and Mrs Crewe.''
Her reply. ''The Buff and the Blue and all of you.''

The Prince Regent. ''The Health of the Best man in England - Mr Fox!''

''Let the toast pass - Drink to the lass, I'll warrent she'll prove an excuse for a glass.''

R.B.Sheridan.[School for Scandal].





Athol porridge-A drink of whiskey and honey.

Bishop-A hot drink of port and roasted lemmons.

Mahogany-A drink that is two parts gin and one part treacle well beaten together.

Beer, happy produce of our isle,
Can sineuey strength impart,
And wearied with fatigue and toil,
Can cheer each manley heart.
William Hogarth.

Gin cursed fiend with fury fraught,
Makes human race a prey.
It ehters by a deadly draught,
And steals our life away.
William Hogarth.

 In the grammer of health; Let cream be the full stop, Let porrige be the ease of our colon. But let claret cause the dash!

Sir Bumkin Guzzle and Sir Swigbelly Situp. Two 'assumed' names of members of The Golden Fleece,[drinking] Club.

''A new kind of drunkeness, unknown to our ancesters, is latley sprung up amongst us, and which if not put a stop to, will infallibily destroy a great part of our inferior people. The drunkeness I here intend is - by this poison called gin - the principle sustanance, [if it may be called so] of more than 100,00 people in this metropolice.''
Henry Fielding.

''Claret is the liquer for boys; port for men; but he who aspires to be a hero must drink brandy.'
Dr Johnson.

''The true felicity of human life is in a tavern.''
Dr Johnson.

''The sideboard too is furnished with a number of chamber pots and it is a common practice to relive oneself whilst the rest are drinking; one has no kind of concealment and the practice strikes me as most indecent."
Duke La Rochefoucauld.

A bumper of good liquer
Will end the contest quicker,
Than Justice, Judge or Vicar,
So fill a cheerful glass,
And let good humour pass,
But if more deep the quarrel,
Why, sooner drain the barrel,
Than be a hateful fellow,
That's crabbed when he's mellow

''...and that even in the best society one third of the gentlemen at least were always drunk.''
Rev Sydney Smith.

"Where oft, I wean, the brewer's cauldren flows, With elder's mawkish juice, and puckering sloes, Cyder and hot Geneva they combine, Then call that fatel composition WINE."
Tobias Smollett.[Humphrey Clinker].

"Brother John of Aylesbury, on the 4th of September 1760. 6 bottles of claret, one bottle of port and one bottle of Lisbon"
John Wilkes at The Hellfire Club

''I drank but very little wine yesterday or today only two or three glasses. I used myself before and all last Winter to near a pint of port wine every day and now I belive did me much harm.'
Parson Woodforde.


Edwards...''Don't you eat supper sir ?''
Johnson...''No sir.''

Edwards...''For my part, now, I consider supper as a turn-pike through which one must pass, in order to get to bed.''


''....even a common washerwoman thinks she has not had a proper breakfast without tea and hot buttered white bread.''
Charles Deering.

 ''The supression of this dangerous custom depends entirely on the example of ladies of rankin this country. Tea will certainly be acknoledged a bad thing, as soon as [they] leave of drinking it. No ladies woman or gentlewomans chambermaid, will drink a liquor which her mistres no longer uses.''

''Tis the curse of this nation that the 'labourer' and 'mechanic' will 'ape' the 'Lord'....To what height of folly must a nation be arrived at, when the 'common people' are not satisfied with 'wholesome' food at home, but must go to the remotest regions to please a 'viscious palate'. There is a certain lane near 'Richmond', where beggars are often seen, in Summer Season, drinking their 'tea'. You may even see labourers who are 'mending the roads' drinking their 'tea'; it is even drunk in 'cinder-carts'; and what is not less absurd, sold out in cups to 'Hay-makers.''

''It is true I have not weakened my stomache with tea as you have, and with good reason, for the smallest cup of it will schrival up my fingers as if I were ninety and give me cramps in my legs and soles of my feet, and breave me of sleep during half the night.''
Fredrick Hervey.


English Rabbit....'Toast a slice of bread brown on both sides, than lay it in a plate before the fire, pour a glass of red wine over it and let it soak up the wine; then cut some cheese very thin, and lay it very thick over the bread; put it in a tin oven before the fire, and it will be toasted and browned perfectly.''
Mrs H.Glasse.

Welsh Rabbit...''Toast a slice of bread on both sides, and butter it. Toast a slice of Gloucester cheese on one side and lay that next the bread and toast the other with a salamander; put mustard over and serve.''
Mrs Russell.


''Beef and Liberty.''
Motto of the Sublime Society of Beefsteaks.