GR words question

[Bryan Snyder]

I googled Gland Pie and found this to be the closest response:

The Monkey Gland is a gin-based cocktail blended with orange juice and
enlivened by grenadine and Pernod. Few classic cocktails of such appealing
character have such odious names. Harry MacElhone, owner of Harry's New York
Bar in Paris, is credited with mixing the first Monkey Gland in the 1920s.
The sonorous sobriquet was inspired by the work of Serge Voronoff, a Russian
who experimented with the sexual organs of monkeys for rejuvenation. The
verdict is not in on the procedures with the naughty bits of monkeys, but
the bygone fashionable drink is a reliable rejuvenator.

Order a Monkey Gland by its ingredients rather than its name. Older
bartenders may have a flash of recognition, but younger ones will be
clueless. Tell them it's something you've been monkeying around with.

The original recipe for the Monkey Gland called for anisette, but both
Pernod and Bénédictine have become common substitutions.

<shrugs>  ...if i had a penny for every time TRP sends me to a search
engine...


On 2/22/07, kelber at mindspring.com <kelber at mindspring.com> wrote:
>
> Gland pie?  Maybe a poor person's version of steak-and-kidney
> pie.  Smokeshriek?  Maybe a factory whistle.  "gentle beings..."?  Possibly
> some sort of whisperings about bed partners.
>
> Laura
>
> -----Original Message-----
> >From: Ya Sam <takoitov at hotmail.com>
> >Sent: Feb 22, 2007 9:28 AM
> >To: pynchon-l at waste.org
> >Subject: GR words question
> >
> >I've been re-reading this beautiful passage, and ,to my horror, realised
> >that I don't get certain things, namely
> >
> >Who are these 'gentle beings from the country'? Someting out of folklore?
> >
> >'...thousands of children who pestled foam up out of soft mortars of
> mouths,
> >who lost easily a thousand times as many words among the chalky
> >bubbles--bedgoing complaints, timid announcements of love, news of fat or
> >translucent, fuzzy or gentle beings from the country under the
> counterpane
> >...'
> >
> >'gland pie'?
> >
> >'... the morning mouths growing with the day tobacco and fish-furred, dry
> >with fear, foul with idleness, flooded at thoughts of impossible meals,
> >settling instead for the week's offal in gland pies, ...'
> >
> >
> >'smokeshriek linings'?
> >
> >
> >'... heaps of dimly fragrant metal, phantoms of peppermint in the winter
> >shacks, each tube
> >wrinkled or embossed by the unconscious hands of London, written over in
> >interference-patterns, hand against hand, waiting now--it is true
> return--to
> >be melted for solder, for plate, alloyed for castings, bearings,
> gasketry,
> >hidden smokeshriek linings the children of that other domestic
> >incarnation will never see. '
> >
> >(p. 130, Peguin ed.)
> >
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