
Gatsby for the gourmand —
"In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars."

Gatsby for the gourmand —
"Every Friday five crates of oranges and lemons arrived from a fruiterer in New York -- every Monday these same oranges and lemons left his back door in a pyramid of pulpless halves. There was a machine in the kitchen which could extract the juice of two hundred oranges in half an hour if a little button was pressed two hundred times by a butler's thumb."

Gatsby for the gourmand —
"In the main hall a bar with a real brass rail was set up, and stocked with gins and liquors and with cordials so long forgotten that most of his female guests were too young to know one from another."

Gatsby for the gourmand —
"At least once a fortnight a corps of caterers came down with several hundred feet of canvas and enough colored lights to make a Christmas tree of Gatsby's enormous garden. On buffet tables, garnished with glistening hors-d'oeuvre, spiced baked hams crowded against salads of harlequin designs and pastry pigs and turkeys bewitched to a dark gold."

Gatsby for the gourmand —
"Finally we came to Gatsby's own apartment, a bedroom and a bath, and an Adam study, where we sat down and drank a glass of some Chartreuse he took from a cupboard in the wall. He hadn't once ceased looking at Daisy, and I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well-loved eyes. "

Gatsby for the gourmand —
"For over a year he had been beating his way along the south shore of Lake Superior as a clam-digger and a salmon-fisher or in any other capacity that brought him food and bed. His brown, hardening body lived naturally through the half-fierce, half-lazy work of the bracing days."

Gatsby for the gourmand —
"Have you got everything you need in the shape of -- of tea?"I took him into the pantry, where he looked a little reproachfully at the Finn. Together we scrutinized the twelve lemon cakes from the delicatessen shop.
'Will they do?' I asked.
'Of course, of course! They're fine!' and he added hollowly, '. . .old sport.'"

Gatsby for the gourmand —
"'You McKees have something to drink' he said. 'Get some more ice and mineral water, Myrtle, before everybody goes to sleep.''I told that boy about the ice.'" Myrtle raised her eyebrows in despair at the shiftlessness of the lower orders. 'These people! You have to keep after them all the time.'"

Gatsby for the gourmand —
"... I have a sharp physical memory that, in the course of it, my underwear kept climbing like a damp snake around my legs and intermittent beads of sweat raced cool across my back. The notion originated with Daisy's suggestion that we hire five bath-rooms and take cold baths, and then assumed more tangible form as 'a place to have a mint julep.'"

Gatsby for the gourmand —
"Meanwhile Tom brought out a bottle of whiskey from a locked bureau drawer. I have been drunk just twice in my life, and the second time was that afternoon; so everything that happened has a dim, hazy cast over it..."


