"Roast pork" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... yet to go, and taking into account our slow rate of travelling, I calculated the number of days which, with the greatest economy, these could be made to last. Allowing only one meal a day, and that of the scantiest, I scored the hams as a cook scores a leg of roast pork, determined under no circumstances to exceed ...
— Tracks of a Rolling Stone • Henry J. Coke
... shall I forget that fine bit of roast pork my friend Sergeant Croucher insisted on sharing with me one evening! I had not tasted ...
— Adventures of a Despatch Rider • W. H. L. Watson
... each tried a pig, and—well, I would never eat roast pork or fried ham again if I thought real ...
— Harper's Young People, December 9, 1879 - An Illustrated Weekly • Various
... who had been carried from the ship and laid in bed, though as hale since we passed the Godwins as ever he was in his life before, sprang up, and declared he would go to bed no more, for all the fortunes in the world, till he had supped on roast pork and onions,—this being a dish he greatly loved, but not to be had at Elche, because the Moors by their religion forbid the use of swine's flesh,—and seeing him very determined on this head, Don Sanchez ordered a leg of pork to be served in our chamber, whereof ...
— A Set of Rogues • Frank Barrett
... she had an attentive audience, continued, 'Take roast pork, now. Well, I always say there's a lot in the cookin' o' that, with crisp cracklin', apple ...
— Our Elizabeth - A Humour Novel • Florence A. Kilpatrick
... "A year ago I spent my days trying to digest my food, tind my nights trying to sleep. I was not at all successful in either enterprise. I can now sit down to a supper of roast pork and bottled stout, go to bed directly afterwards, sleep all night, and wake up in the morning without thinking unkind things of anybody—not even my relations-in-law! Bless the Kaiser, say I! Borrodaile, what ...
— The First Hundred Thousand • Ian Hay
... 'Fresh roast pork!' echoed the inquirer. 'Hillo—that you, Sergeant? You're in luck. I'll join your mess if you make ...
— VC — A Chronicle of Castle Barfield and of the Crimea • David Christie Murray
... friend. She thought those small-town hotel Sunday dinners the last word in elegance. The roast course was always accompanied by an aqueous, semi-frozen concoction which the bill of fare revealed as Roman punch. It added a royal touch to the repast, even when served with roast pork. I don't say that any of these Lotharios snatched a kiss during a Sunday afternoon drive. Or that Terry slapped him promptly. But ...
— Cheerful—By Request • Edna Ferber
... knock comes to the door, and Fred says, "Well, Charles, it may be a friend or a lady come to confess, and I'm off; I knew you'd be sorry I was going. Tom, bring up my things; brush 'em gently, you scoundrel, and don't take the nap off. Bring up the roast pork, and plenty of apple-sauce, tell Mrs. Ridley, with my love; and one of Mr. Honeyman's shirts, and one of his razors. Adieu, Charles! Amend! Remember me." And he vanishes into the ...
— The Newcomes • William Makepeace Thackeray |
