The newspapers, spurred thereto by the avalanche of letters and favorite recipes from charitable ladies in Brooklyn, who gave their names, addresses, and terms per week, devoted much space to the ideal hunger-appeaser.
For the first time in history New York began to take an intelligent interest in menus. Everybody talked about eating as if Hungarian orchestras and Brazilian dances did not exist.
Presently the newspapers announced on unimpeachable authority that serious dissensions existed among the members of the Public Menu Commission. It was hinted that resignations would be called for.
Applications for the vacant places and suggestions from really competent men poured into the editorial rooms. It made the commission, as usual, an editorial target. More space!
That impelled the Commission, speaking with difficulty by reason of the swollen lips of the chairman, to announce the menu. H. R. had it printed on academy board.
New York, on the tiptoe of expectation to learn what an ideal hunger-appeaser would consist of, and how it could be done for twenty-five cents and how the commission could decide without bloodshed, made haste to read the menu:
| Soup à la Piccolini |
| Entrée à la Hôtel Regina |
| Roast à la Perry |
| Vegetable à la Weinpusslacher |
| Dessert à la Fitz-Marlton |
| Bread à la Prof. Preston |
| Milk à la Pasteur |
| Coffee à la Manhattan |
| Tea as Wanted |
O. K.
H. R.,
Sec.
The exact recipe of each dish would be made public after the Hunger Feast. It would remain a secret until then!