How does James Bond celebrate Christmas? Ian Fleming’s novels contain few clues. Just one adventure – On Her Majesty’s Secret Service – has events coinciding with the festive period.
Tag: On Her Majesty’s Secret Service
Blofeld’s Angels of Death – what do they eat?
In the film of On Her Majesty's Secret Service, James Bond sits down to dinner with twelve 'gorgeous girls', unwitting agents of Blofeld's scheme to infect the world's crops and livestock with a deadly virus. What do Blofeld's 'angels of death' eat?
Swiss cheese tray
James Bond's final lunch-time meal at Piz Gloria in the novel of On Her Majesty's Secret Service is necessarily on the heavy side: paté maison, followed by oeufs Gloria, with a cheese tray to finish.
Venison with smitane sauce
From a hotel in Munich in OHMSS, Tracy di Vincenzo calls James Bond and mentions her evening meal that includes saddle of roebuck with a smitane sauce.
Café complet
Café complet is the classic French breakfast. It's simple, quick and elegant, and has the distinction of being eaten both by the literary and cinematic James Bond.
Weisswurst
In On Her Majesty's Secret Service, James Bond consumes mounds of Weisswurst, washed down with four steins of beer, at the Franziskaner Keller in Munich in the company of a taxi-driver who has driven Bond around the city for a wedding ring.
Crayfish tails with cream and dill sauce
There's always something a bit special about hotel room service. Having checked into a Munich hotel ahead of her marriage to James Bond, Tracy di Vicenzo orders a feast of a meal
A Christmas lunch with the Flemings
A letter from Ann Fleming written on 30th December 1960 reveals that the Flemings spent Christmas that year in St Moritz, Switzerland. Reading the letter now, one is struck by similarities with certain passages in On Her Majesty's Secret Service.
Eggnog
As we approach Christmas, what better way to get into the spirit of the season than to watch On Her Majesty's Secret Service, accompanied by a glass of eggnog.
Plum pudding
At Quarterdeck, M’s country home, Bond sits down to Christmas lunch and the plum pudding duly arrives 'flaming traditionally.'
