toque

kokinhattu, toque

pillerirasia A type of hat with no brim.
1903—Janet Elder Rait, Alison Howard, Archibald Constable & Co., page 273,

"Because Esmé said she was going out this afternoon to choose a new toque, and she hoped I should like it, and I’m not quite sure what it is, or where she'll wear it. Do you mind explaining?"

"Not at all. A toque is that which if it had strings would be a bonnet, and if it had brim, would be a hat. It is worn on the head."

"Thanks, now I know where I am," said the vicar of St. Machars, with a sigh of relief.

She drank a glass of wine mixed with water, took off her felt toque and her shoes, and slid beneath the red eiderdown.

In a dressing-gown, a stiff toque on his head, a large blood-stained handkerchief over his face, a whistle hanging from his neck, a rug over his knees, thick socks on his feet, Hamm seems to be asleep.

Chef Felder was in her early forties, slender, with short wavy brown hair, almost all of which could be contained within her toque.

When I came to the back of a man's head, wearing a toque, I knew I'd spotted my quarry.

"Chef Reynoso?"

Minutes later, a red-faced man in a chef's toque approached our table.

Sam Mason first grabbed the spotlight as the pastry chef ... for being the most rock 'n' roll toque in town.

Such is the demented nature of the universe that I was too weak to properly respond to my being hit on by carloads of Betties and Veronicas—all except for the cheeky Cheryl Anderson who gave me ‘manual release’ the day I lost my eye-brows, followed by a flood of tears and the snapping of Polaroids in which I wear a knit toque. Gush gush.