"Maitre d'hotel" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... poulet. Quand ses gens s'en apercurent, ils en furent tout desoles, et pour tacher de reparer le malheur ils se haterent d'en remettre au plus tot un autre a la broche. Le cardinal demanda qu'on lui servit[1] tout de suite son poulet. Le maitre d'hotel, prevoyant la terrible fureur du ministre si on lui disait le fait, ou si on lui proposait d'attendre plus tard qu'a l'heure ordinaire, prend immediatement son parti, et lui dit avec sang-froid: "Monseigneur, vous avez soupe.—J'ai soupe?—Sans doute, Monseigneur; il ...
— French Conversation and Composition • Harry Vincent Wann
... major-domo of the establishment, they polished the knives and forks, spoons, and sugar-tongs, filled the salt-cellars, replenished the pepper-boxes and other paraphernalia of the dining art. The gabble in this close apartment was terrific. Joseph, the maitre d'hotel, rapped in vain a dozen times for silence. The chef poked his head of a truculent Gascon through the door and indulged in a war of wit with a long fellow from Marseilles,—called the "mast" because he was very tall and thin, and had cooked in the ...
— Visionaries • James Huneker
... wadding which looks like the fleece of a sheep, had given him over to the barbers and dressers, who in their turn gave place to the perfumers and courtiers. When these last were gone, the king sent for his maitre d'hotel, and ordered something more than his ordinary bouillon, as he felt hungry that morning. This good news spread joy throughout the Louvre, and the smell of the viands was already beginning to be perceptible, when Crillon, colonel of the French guards, ...
— The Forty-Five Guardsmen • Alexandre Dumas
... Mas, maitre d'hotel du Duc de Bretagne—to you I recommend myself. I have collected here roughly according to my stupid understanding what I saw of the said festival, to send it to you, beseeching you as earnestly as I can to advise me of the noble states and high deeds in your quarter ... as becomes ...
— Charles the Bold - Last Duke Of Burgundy, 1433-1477 • Ruth Putnam
... and the next day at three o'clock, instead of seeing me herself, sent me ten guineas in a note, by her French maitre d'hotel; which chinked as they slided from side to side, and proclaimed me a pauper! My heart almost burst with indignation! Yet, coward that I was! I wanted the fortitude to refuse the polluted paper! I thought it would be an affront, ...
— The Adventures of Hugh Trevor • Thomas Holcroft |
