[Vwoolf] grilled bone

[Stuart N. Clarke]

I really like this; one feels one is edging very slightly towards comprehension.  It has been suggested to me that, with the emphasis on *bone*, the implication is that there’s not much meat!  That’s one reason I feel unhappy about steak.

In response to Anne Fernald, of course I want to know what a grilled bone is in English.  Once I know that, I can find out what Jacob should’ve asked for in French – thus, a fuller note!  (Could one *grill* a bone marrow, rather than roasting it?)

Slightly off the point and showing my ignorance even more, how *did* you grill meat in a kitchen in 1914?  You have a grill over an open fire?  Like a BBQ?  My experience has always been with electric cookers: the meat is in a tray below the electric rings.  How do you grill with a gas cooker?  In a similar way, I think(?).  More to the point, how could you grill with a *range*?

Stuart

From: Jeremy Hawthorn 
Sent: Sunday, May 24, 2015 5:59 PM
To: vwoolf at lists.osu.edu 
Subject: Re: [Vwoolf] grilled bone

Here's an example from A. A. Milne, so nearer the date of Jacob's Room. What is frustrating about this is that it might be mocking the maid for believing that grilled bone is grilling what's left of the joint when there's no meat left, or it might really be this. I suspect the former.

Jeremy


Nancy: (Without looking up.) Yes, Mary? 
Mary: It's about the dinner, ma'am.
Nancy: (With a sigh.) Yes, I was afraid it was.
It isn't a very nice subject to talk about, is it, Mary?
Mary: Well, ma'am, it has its awkwardness like.
Nancy: (After a pause, but not very hopefully.)
How is the joint looking?
Mary: Well, it's past looking like anything very much.
Nancy: Well, there's the bone. Mary: Yes, there's the bone.
Nancy: (Gaily.) Well, there we are, Mary. Soup. 
Mary: If you remember, maam, we had soup yesterday.
Nancy: (Wistfully.) Couldn't you " couldn't you squeeze it again, Mary ?
Mary: It's past squeezing, ma'am " in this world 
Nancy: I was reading in a book the other day about two people who went out to dinner one night " they always dine late in books, Mary " and ordered a grilled bone. It seemed such a funny thing to have, when they had everything else to choose from. I suppose our ...
Mary: Grilling wouldn't do it no good, ma'am. 
Nancy: (Trying to be fair.) Well, I suppose we mustn't blame it. It has been a good joint to us.
Mary: A good stayer, as you might say.
Nancy: Yes. Well, I suppose we shall have to get another.
Mary: Yes, ma'am.

(Milne, A. A. Three Plays: The Dover Road, the Truth About Blayds, the Great Broxopp. 1922. Reprint. London: Forgotten Books, 2013. 194-5. Print.)



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