I’m familiar with the song, although I associate it more with the Napoleonic era; but what absolutely splendid coloured moving pictures. Thanks for posting them. You can practically smell the onions.
It occurs to me that foodie things make a lesser contribution to soldiers’ songs, compared to songs about the girl he left behind him (or indeed other girls; think “Tipperary”, “Goodbye Dolly Gray”, “Sarie Marais”, “Katyusha”, “Lilli Marleen”, “Lore Lore Lore”, “Madelon”). Thinking of “Le Boudin” makes me wonder if the French specialise in denying their yummy cuisine to selected foreigners — no onions for the Austrians, no black pudding for the Belgians, ce sont des tireurs au cul. Other nations seem not to be so keen on their food — I’m thinking of “What do we want with eggs and ham/When we’ve got plum and apple jam?” from “Oh, it’s a lovely war”, and the profane reference to army stew in the largely profane “Puckapunyal”. If “Morgen marschieren wir” is any guide, the Germans prefer a drink.
Now, how many wargames rules incorporate the idea from “Asterix the Legionary” that the stronger the army, the worse the food? How many wargames rules include food at all?
Perhaps +2 in melee for Spartan black broth? Of which a Sybarite was reported to have said, “It is no wonder that Spartans are the bravest men in the world; for anyone in his right mind would prefer to die ten thousand times rather than share in such poor living.” 🙂
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