It is surprising what a good meal you can get up sometimes when "there's
not a thing in the house to eat." Let us give you an example. One
evening two of our young friends came over to tell us their sweet
secret, and with them was another young lady. While we were talking it
over and making plans for the wedding another friend dropped in because
he said our "light looked inviting."
An hour or so of talk and then one of us signaled to the other and
received the shocking signal back, "There's not a thing to eat in the
house." This called for an investigation of the larder in which all
joined with the following result: Item--two cans of reed birds from
China, each containing twelve of the little birds as large as your
thumb. Item--one egg. Other items--one onion, two slices of dry bread,
one green pepper, rather small, one dozen crackers. Item--one case of
imported Italian Vin d'Oro Spumanti. Item--six hearty appetites to be
appeased.
The gentleman who saw our light saw another, and rushed off to a barber
shop, and got four more eggs. Barbers use eggs, and they must be fresh
ones, in shampooing, and our friend remembered it.
The two young ladies and the young man prepared the table, and the other
lady and the two gentlemen set about getting a meal. One of us made an
omelet of the five eggs, the onion and the green pepper, with crumbs of
bread, and this is the recipe: