Simple indulgence, or, how I spent the day after Thanksgiving

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Austin de Croze, as quoted in the Larousse gastronomique (English ed., 2001):

Have a dozen choice brioches, kept hot, a fruit dish filled with sticks of candied angelica, a bottle of angelica liqueur, a carafe of iced water, and a box of Egyptian cigarettes. Light a cigarette, take a draught of iced water, crunch a piece of Niort angelica with a mouthful of very hot brioche, inhale, draw in and distill a few drops of angelica liqueur in the mouth, then start again. Then you only need the room to be sprayed with a light fresh perfume, such as verbena or citronella, to know what blissful enjoyment a discreet sybaritism can give.

Alternatively, you could fix yourself a mug of hot spiced tea, find a comfy seat under the late afternoon sun, and just read about doing such a thing.

In about an hour, monshu and I will be off to a friend's cocktail party. I may yet make it through Buy Nothing Day without having bought a thing!