American adventures : a second trip "Abroad at home" . rabants. Jules is now proprietor of Antoines,while Fernand is master of the Louisiane. The two brothers are of somewhat different is, above all, a chef; I have never seen him out-side his own kitchen. His son, Fernand Jr., superin-tends the front part of the Louisiane, which he hastransformed into a place having the appearance of aNew York restaurant. The young man has made asuccessful bid for the fashionable patronage of NewOrleans, and there is dancing in the Louisiane in theevening. Jules, upon the other hand, is perhaps mo
American adventures : a second trip "Abroad at home" . rabants. Jules is now proprietor of Antoines,while Fernand is master of the Louisiane. The two brothers are of somewhat different is, above all, a chef; I have never seen him out-side his own kitchen. His son, Fernand Jr., superin-tends the front part of the Louisiane, which he hastransformed into a place having the appearance of aNew York restaurant. The young man has made asuccessful bid for the fashionable patronage of NewOrleans, and there is dancing in the Louisiane in theevening. Jules, upon the other hand, is perhaps morethe director than his brother Fernand—more the suavedelightful host, less the man of cap and apron. Julesloves to give parties—to astonish his guests with a bril-liant dinner and with his unrivaled grace as he is able to do these things no one is better awarethan my companion and I, for it was our good fortuneto be accepted by Jules as friends and fellow artists. Never while my companion and I lived at Antoines 664 s 1 O I V(. <*. ANTOINES AND MARDI GRAS did we escape the feeling that we were not in the UnitedStates, but in some foreign land. To go to his roomshe went upstairs, around a corner, down a few steps,past a pantry, and a back stairway by which savorysmells ascended from the kitchen, along a latticed gal-lery overlooking a courtyard like that of some inn inSegovia, along another gallery running at right anglesto the first and overlooking the same court, includingthe kitchen door and the laundry, and finally to a cham-ber with French doors, a canopied bed, and French win-dows opening upon a balcony that overlooked the sidestreet. His room was called The Creole Yacht, whilemine was the Maison Vert. I remember a room in that curious little hotel oppositethe Cafe du Dome, in Paris (the hotel in which it is saidWhistler stayed when he was a student), which almostexactly resembled my room at Antoines, even to thedust which was under the bed—until Geni
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