The Midnight Chef
February, 1961
For those of us who burn the candle, there can be no doubt about which meal of the day yields the greatest pleasure. It's the one consumed round midnight, for that's the time of night when the glow of the city's lights is at its softest, when two hearts are at their tenderest, and, often, when kindred souls are at their hungriest. No forlorn sandwich will do at the witching hour, nor will a noisy nightery yield the intimate gratification of appetites you can more artfully attain chez vous. What...
