"Here the air was warm and fragrant: the scent of flowers and fine linen mingled with the odor of cooked meats and truffles. Candle flames cast long gleams on rounded silver dish-covers; the clouded facets of the red glass shone palely: there was a row of bouquets all down the table; and on the wide-bordered plates the napkins stood like bishop's mitres, each with an oval shaped roll between its folds. Red lobster claws protruded from platters;oversized fruit was piled on moss in openwork baskets; quail are served in their plumage; steam rose from open dishes..."
Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert. 1856.
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