CARVING THE JOINT

Evening Star, Issue 21232, 13 October 1932, Page 12

CARVING THE JOINT

BUTLER'S NOVEL SCHOOL THE TOUCH.OF A SURGEON. Careless meals of “ a cut off the joint ” will soon disappear, if the influence of a West' End carving school in London spreads with its present rapidity. Here to. one small room come smart .Mayfair hostesses, restaurant keepers, stewards of clubs, and many “ fathers of a family of four,” all to discover how to carve a neat slice. There are plenty of skeletons in these cupboards—of chicken—a lamb chop, a sirloin steak, a mast. The first lessons are on anatomy, so that one may buy and cut the exact piece ho wants. 'They teach one to keep a weather eye cm the butcher to see that he does not cheat, and to carve with accuracy. A ‘ Daily Express ’ woman writer attended a lesson recently with half a dozen men, all learning to carve. One was an engineer, one a butler, one a salesman behind a counter, and another a batman in the Army. Wooden models like jig-saw puzzles were strewn ou the table. The “ perfect butler ” was the teacher, lie has been trained in several of the ducal houses of England, and he treats those models of wood and bone as though they wore rare objects of art. He started: “How can you cut up a roast when you do not even know the way the grain grows? You must he like a surgeon. Place your loft hand on the hone—so. Never have pieces of gristle clinging to your moat. And those who want it loan; give them lean.” “ Don t mess about so,” the butler remarked to the engineer. There was a sergeant-major touch about him, and these men, some of them controlling many servants themselves, found their hands rather shaky under his ruthless comments.