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The Nero Wolfe Cookbook – 1981

I would have sworn that I had posted this wonderful cookbook before but can’t find it anywhere, so here it is, in all it’s glory!

The Nero Wolfe Cookbook - 1981 - Front Cover

The Nero Wolfe Cookbook - 1981 - Front Cover

The Nero Wolfe Cookbook - 1981 - Rear Cover

The Nero Wolfe Cookbook - 1981 - Rear Cover

The Nero Wolfe Cookbook – 1981

By Rex Stout and the Editors of The Viking Press

First published by The Viking Press 1973
Published in Penguin Books 1981

Rear Cover Text:

Nero Wolfe, often billed as the greatest detective in the world, owes much of his impressive bulk to his all-consuming interest in food. After years of pleading from faithful readers, Rex Stout, author of the more than sixty Nero Wolfe stories, finally served up this delightful collection of over 225 recipes for the fabulous repasts detailed in the mysteries. Some of the culinary concoctions are of Wolfe’s own making (the Kanawha Spa dinner, for example), but most of them have been prepared exclusively by his faithful and ingenious majordomo, Fritz Brenner, who can whip up perfect shad-roe mousse Pocahontas, corn fritters with wild-thyme honey, hedgehog omelet, or fig souffle without batting an eyelash. For the connoisseur of Nero Wolfe stories and of memorable meals, The Nero Wolfe Cookbook is sure to satisfy the most voracious and discriminating of appetites.

“What the nation has been needing (besides the five-cent cigar) is an authoritative treatise on Nero Wolfe’s feeding habits, and this book is superbly welcome.”
-P. G. Wodehouse

“The extracts from Nero and Archie are as indispensable to good cooking as those from coffee and vanilla. The book adds a new dementia to dining.”
-Jacques Barzun

Cover design by Neil Stuart
Cover photograph by WaIter Wick

Thanks Text:

Thanks

The only part of this book that is all mine is the excerpts from the stories which precede the recipes. All the dishes mentioned in Too Many Cooks were cooked twice-some three times or more- by the late Sheila Hibben and me. For years she wrote regularly for The New Yorker on food and cooking and restaurants, and she was my dear and valued friend. (A bit of her: One day in January when I was driving her to my house from the station she said, “This country is so wonderful like this, without all those goddam leaves obstructing the view.”)

Barbara Burn’s name should be on the title page. The comments and explanations in italics are all by her, as well as the final wording of most of the recipes. Without her there would have been no Nero Wolfe cookbook. She also tested, or supervised the testing of, many of the dishes. I thank her warmly.

I thank Michael S. Romano, who tested more than half of the dishes and wrote the first draft of many of the recipes. I thank Helen Taylor, who chose and collected the excerpts from the stories and tested a few of the recipes. And I thank Marshall Best and Laurie Colwin and Mary Chambers and Barbara Morris and Susan Mabon.
That’s gratitude for you!

-Rex Stout

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September Morn

Fer-De-Lance – Bantam paperback – 1983 printing – beginning of chapter 3 – pages 17-18

Fritz slept up above, across the hall from the plant rooms; my room was on the second floor, the same floor as Wolfe’s, a fair-sized room in front with its own bath and a pair of windows.

… further down the page where Archie is describing his pictures …

Also there was a colored one called September Morn, of a young woman apparently with no clothes on and her hair hanging down in front, but that was in the bathroom.

September Morning

September Morn


In the above picture I don’t see hair hanging down in front of anything, so I wonder if Rex Stout had actually seen this painting or if he was going by hearsay or some newspaper report about it. Anyone have any information about this? Just curious.

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Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart

Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart

Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart

Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart

Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart

Above are scans of the front and back covers of a book about a young Nero Wolfe. Below is the text that I posted to the Wolfe List concerning this book.

I have a book (paperback), Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart copyright 1986, and am wondering if anyone here has read it. One of the main characters is known (no one seems to know his real name) as Auguste Lupa and is suspected of being the son of Irene Adler and Sherlock Holmes. Time of book is 1915 and the main setting is Valence France. In the opening of the book Lupa is described as: Having a high forehead and dark brown hair, combed straight back; the eyes not quite open and yet missing nothing; the heavy lips puckering after every swallow (of beer which he drinks from 9:30 to 12:00 in the morning every day). He was a big man and looked immensely strong, even dressed in an ill-fitting brown suit. His yellow shirt, which would have been garish, or-worse-memorable, on an assassin, was tight across his middle, but didn’t bulge at the waist. I haven’t read the book since reading and rereading the Wolfe series and while browsing my library today happened upon it and started reading. In the first chapter it is clear to me that this is a young Wolfe. The other character, Jules Giraud, has a personal Swiss chef by the name of Fritz Benet.

Name: Son of Holmes

Author: John T. Lescroart

Publisher: Dorchester Publishing Co., Inc
6 East 39th St.
New York, NY 10016

Copyright 1986 by John T. Lescroart

ISBN 0-8439-2461-6

Inner Cover Intro:

Here is a tale to rival and put on the shelf with the best of Arthur Conan Doyle, an elegantly written whodunnit that features the deductive debut of Sherlock Holmes’ putative son.

A man of large capacities and appetites, Auguste Lupa is never so happy as when he is seated at the dinner table, sampling the very best haute cuisine. Inevitably, though, trouble rears it’s impertinent head, and Lupa must throw off the role of bon vivant, even give up bon appetit, to assume the mantle of his legendary father.

Such is the case here, when the dark days of World War I two French intelligence agents are called to the small town of Valence, France, to search for clues that might lead to a mastermind- assassin. When an amiable gathering of beer connoisseurs leaves one of the agents dead, suspicion immediately centers on the one stranger in their midst–Auguste Lupa. Rising to the occasion, Luoa not only uses his masterful powers of deduction to identify the killer, but in an explosive finale worthy of the Master himself lays bare an ingenious act of sabotage. By hindsight only is the solution ” elementary, my dear reader.”

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