Tomorrow night in
England is “Guy Fawkes Night,” or the night of “Gunpowder, Treason, and Plot” –
the anniversary of the (failed) attempt to blow up the British House of
Parliament in 1605. It used to be celebrated with great fun by children of all
ages who made ‘guys’ or effigies of poor Mr Fawkes – the fall guy for the group
of conspirators – to burn on great bonfires, accompanied by fireworks, apples
and gingerbread. Political correctness, parental anxiety, and various
regulatory bodies have neutered the event, and it is now a pale shadow of its
previous excitingly dangerous self. Such is progress.
I have posted stories
and recipes inspired by the events of the night on previous ‘Fifths of November’
and wanted to continue on the theme, so I looked back at these old posts so
that I didn’t repeat the stories. The previous posts were:
So, in the absence
of bonfires and fireworks, how about we set our food (and drink) aflame
tomorrow?
Truite à
l’Allemande.
Trout, German
Fashion.
Prepare
a trout with a little farce as the former*; put it into a brazing-pan much of
its own bigness, with bits of carrots and one onion stuck with two or three
cloves; put two-thirds of white wine, and one of red, sufficient to cover it
above an inch over, and place it on a smart fire; when it boils, set fire to
the wine, and let it burn until it goes out of itself, or that it is reduced
sufficiently to leave only sauce enough; takeout the carrots and onions; add a good bit of butter, which
stir in the sauce as it melts, to mix it well, and serve upon the fish. Observe
to add seasoning, if the cullis is not sufficiently relishing.
[*stuff it with chopped parsley, shallots,
pepper, salt, and butter, well mixed together]
The professed cook; or, The modern
art of cookery, pastry, & confectionary,
made plain and easy
(London, 1812) by B. Clermont.
Orange Salad.
Cut one dozen fine ripe
oranges into slices without peeling. Sprinkle over them one teaspoonful of
pounded cinnamon, and a quarter of a pound of lump sugar. Pour over the whole
one pint of Cognac brandy. Set fire to the spirit, and stir as long as it will
burn. When the flame expires, help the salad round while hot. Let the slices
fall as you cut them, either into a silver punch-bowl or a porcelain one that
will stand fire.
Mrs. Chadwick’s Home Cookery: A
Collection of Tried Receipts, Both
Foreign and Domestic
(Boston, 1853)
Punch.
Take a very sound
lemon, rub the rind on a piece of fine sugar about half a pound, upon this
sugar pour half a pint of strong green tea boiling hot, a little syrup of
capillaire, the juice of two lemons strained; to these add a quart of brandy.
Set the whole on fire, agitate the flame with the punch ladle, and when the
liquor is reduced one third extinguish it, and pour the hot punch into glasses.
By the introduction of other articles such as arrack, champagne, &c., to
the above, it is called arrack punch, champagne punch, &c.
And
my personal favourite – Apples Vesuvius!
Pommes
Vesuve
Pile some apple
marmalade high in a dish. Get ready some macaroni boiled in water, but well drained,
and afterwards sweetened with white sugar and flavoured with brandy; cut it
into short lengths, but do not mince it; lay it as a bordering round the
mountain of marmalade; plentifully dust the whole over with powdered white sugar,
and on the apex form a crater with about half a dozen good-sized lumps of
sugar; pour a good gill of brandy over the top, and immediately before serving
set fire to it, and introduce it at table flaming.
The English Cookery Book: Uniting a
Good Style with Economy
(1857)
by John Henry Walsh.
[Apple ‘marmalade’ is a
thick apple conserve.]
4 comments:
Any idea what "syrup of cappilaire" is?
Hello ladycelia: I did a post on capillaire sometime back - you can read it here
http://www.theoldfoodie.com/2008/05/on-capillaire.html
I am reminded of a dinner party I went to at the home of a fellow Marine who was, honestly, not a very good cook. She managed to set fire to the wall of her porch while preparing barbecued chicken, causing another guest to dub the dish "Chicken Vesuvius."
Ha! Ha! Shay! i think there is a book in there somewhere: house fires caused by cooking!
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