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  • The American Scholar

    Commonplace Book

    Sep 01, 2021 4 minutes
    Collected by Anne Matthews

    If any question why we died, Tell them, because our fathers lied.

    —Rudyard Kipling, “Epitaphs of the War,” The Years Between, 1919

    She consulted me, a glance, and said: “I think not anything off the wagon. It arrives too quickly. Let’s have something that takes forever. So that we can get drunk and disorderly. Say a soufflé Furstenberg. Could you do that, Monsieur Soulé?”

    He tutted his tongue—on two counts: he disapproves of customers dulling their taste buds with alcohol, and also: “Furstenberg is a great nuisance. An uproar.”

    Delicious, though: a froth of cheese and spinach into which an assortment of

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