Yvette GUILBERT (1865-1944). 7 L.A.S. (mostly "Yvette"), 1928-[1931] and s.d., to Curnonsky; 8pages various sizes, mostly to his address 120, rue de Courcelles, one address. Friendly correspondence: congratulations on receiving the Légion d'honneur, invitations with Bienstock ("Venez en pijama si le cœur vous en dit")... On gastronomy. "But I'm not a gourmet! And to tell the truth, I only keep the memories of my tablemates from my meals... I don't care what's in the dishes. - And yet, to show you how faithful I am to memory, I can't forget the delights of my childhood in Normandy... cream soups! carrots, cream salads, and juicy chickens cooked, skewered and sizzling on red coals, while I, as a little girl, crouched on the floor, was in charge of turning the spit! I also learned in America to taste the succulent negro cuisine. - When will Paris have its "Black Restaurant"! Then fried bananas will surround crispy chickens, corn on the cob will arrive golden and hot, rolled in white cloths, and the pretty teeth of Parisian women will bite into it, without worrying about crumbling these floury bunches and turning them "into shelled peas" on the plates. American corn eaten "in bunches" and fried bananas are my two little sins of the mouth"...