It was, of course, perfectly natural that Aunt Amy began to titter and talk about some of the peculiar dishes she had sampled herself on her many trips abroad. Since he still had three more dinners to host, Napoleon took careful mental notes and wondered if any of the foods could be found in New York.
Aunt Amy herself provided him with the solution for his next meal, giving him the business card to a caterer who specialized in authentic cuisine from the Mediterranean. Glancing at her mantel clock, she advised him to call immediately, so Napoleon borrowed her telephone.
