The Princely Pâté

The Princely PâtéIn the realm of pâtés, a man's maison is his castle. The very phrase pâté maison on a restaurant bill of fare is the chef's way of serving notice that while his fillet of sole à la Richelieu would undoubtedly have titillated the sardonic cardinal himself and that if Nellie Melba were still around, she would be the first to applaud his peach Melba, his pâté maison is his individual pursuit of perfection. That the chef used his freshest liver, his lightest veal, his firmest shallo...