Fortunately, most of these last are "skied," which is a blessing! I
hear that the Academicians have bought Mr. CALDERON's picture out of
the Chantrey Bequest. So selfish to deprive the public of the chance!
However, as the subject is a little _risque_, perhaps it is just as
well that it _should_ be buried in the Diploma Gallery.
The usual gaiety last week. Mrs. PARAGRAPH PRESSCUTTERBY gave a
magnificent Ball at ---- Square. The whole of the garden was covered
in by Messrs. ----, of ---- Street, and the massed Bands of the
Cavalry Brigade at ---- supplied the Music. The supper (furnished by
Messrs. ----, of ---- Street), was served in the Lawn Cricket Saloon,
and the gigantic apartment was crammed the whole evening. I know you
like recipes. I extract the following from ----'s _Guide to Grub_, a
capital _brochure_ published at a shilling.
"Pick, wash (in plenty of water), and drain 2 lbs. of
crab-shells without bruising them. Pare and core some well
shaped apples. When these are well heated, add the spinach.
Cut into neat slices a dish of lamb's fry, and fry it a nice
brown in the bacon liquor. Boil all together till the syrup is
reduced to half the quantity, then lay the lemon peel on the
apples, and pour the syrup over them."
It is a Russian dish, and is called Boeoesh.
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