The blending produces an exquisite result—one that would flatter even the most blasé palate.
"The stewed cock shall crow, cock-a-loodle loo,
A loud cock-a-loodle shall he crow;
The duck and the drake shall swim in a lake
Of onions and claret below."
—Fletcher
Poule au Pot Henri Quatre
ince the day when good King Henri Quatre vowed that every peasant of France should have a fowl in his pot every Sunday, this delightful soup has been named in his honor. Waving away the exquisite bouillons, lordly consommes and rich bisques set before him, it was Henri's wont to call for poule au pot.
And as he smacked the royal lips he swore that every subject in his realm should have the happiness of tasting this kingly dish.