In
a post last week on the subject of what is arguably the most important meal of
the day I referred to a delightful book called What to Get for Breakfast: with more than one hundred different
breakfasts, and full directions for each (Boston, 1882.) I made mention in
that post of the chapter entitled Ancestral
Breakfasts, and quite a number of you were intrigued by the concept, so
today I am going to give you some extracts from the chapter.
The
author of the book, a certain M. Tarbox Colbrath, remains rather mysterious. I
do not even know his or her gender, and I have been unable to find any other books
to attribute to him/her. The name ‘Tarbox’
is presumably another family surname, so perhaps we would hyphenate both
nowadays? But I digress. Without further
ado, here are his or her ideas about ancestral breakfasts.
The
menus and recipes in the chapter include such things as fried beefsteak, baked
apples, stewed beans, Johnny cakes, rye muffins, minced calf’s head and pluck,
and chicken pie. I have chosen for your delectation the first menu in this
chapter, and give the recipes which accompany it:-
XIII.
ANCESTRAL
BREAKFASTS.
Many old fashioned
dishes, hygienic and palatable, are now contemptuously looked at and neglected.
It is to be regretted that the simplicity of food is getting unfashionable.
Progress has taught us many new ideas about food, yet the devotion to many
ancestral dishes is. recommended as advantageous. These few resurrected ones
are sterling, and by the sanction of them to our children, the vigor of our
race can measurably be kept.
BREAKFAST
No. 109.
Pan-dowdy
and Cream.
Boiled
Eggs. Fried Scrapple.
Coffee.
PAN-DOWDY.
This is a homely, yet
hearty and palatable breakfast dish. Pare and quarter enough sour and juicy
apples to nearly fill a deep earthen baking- dish, add to the apples half a cup
of hot water and nearly a cup of molasses. Make a crust as for strawberry short
cake in Breakfast No. 45**. Roll it out an inch thick and fit closely over the
apples. Bake in a moderate oven as long as the crust will allow. When done,
while warm, break the crust in pieces, which mix through the apple. For breakfast
this must be baked the day previous. Serve with cream or milk. Delicious.
** the Shortcake crust
recipe is as follows:
One quart of flour.
One teaspoonful of
soda.
Two teaspoonfuls of
cream-tartar.
One teaspoonful of
salt.
Half a cup of creamed
butter.
One pint of rich sweet
milk.
Incorporate soda,
cream-tartar, and salt well into the dry flour. Work the creamed butter into the
prepared flour, till fine and yellow. Pour the milk to this mixture, and mould
to a delicate dough, which divide into three parts. Roll each part quickly half
an inch thick. Fit each to a Washington-pie plate and bake at once.
SCRAPPLE.
Tis said this sterling
dish came to America in the Mayflower, and for aught that is known might have
been produced by Mrs. Eve. It is convenient, palatable and nourishing;
combining beef, beef tea and hasty pudding.
Select such a piece of
beef as you would for soups; when boiled tender, remove the meat, put the
liquor into an earthen vessel to let the fat rise and cool. Cut the meat from
the bones, mince it fine and put it into the kettle with the liquor and a little
of the cooled fat that was on the top of liquor. Add pepper and salt at
discretion. When it boils, thicken with Indian meal as for hasty pudding. Simmer
till thoroughly done. Be careful not to scorch it. When done, mould in brick
loaf pans. When hardened, cut in slices nearly an inch thick and brown on
griddle greased with some of the fat from the top of liquor. This can be kept
on hand three or four days in cold weather. A nice dish for hearty boys and
girls or any one else.
P.S
in a previous posts I gave other recipes for scrapple.
3 comments:
That would sure beat my banana and protein bar!
I must admit I've never seen a scrapple recipe that involved beef. Usually it's bits of leftover from various parts, and scraps. I've seen modern recipes that try to appeal to people using decent cuts of pork, though. (personally, I think offal is awful)
I miss my scapple! When I lived in New Jersey, you could always find it in the supermarket. When I tried to make it myself, it was nothing like as good (but that doesn't mean I'm not going to try again someday!).
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