Fried sole and a sweetbread at one-thirty?
"The Rough Road"
William John Locke
Laddie, do you think you could manage a fried sole and a sweetbread?"
"The Rough Road"
William John Locke
It was Vard's secretary who interrupted us-a slinking chap called Cornley, who burst in, as white as sweetbread, with the face of a depositor who hears his bank has stopped payment.
"The Greater Inclination"
Edith Wharton