Eva has provided me with further evidence that Victorians had too much time on their hands. She directed me towards this book: Fruit Figures, and How to Make Them.
The first is a giant, disembodied hand, made up to resemble an old woman.
However, these images do seem to be the inspiration for some contemporary artists.
I recently spent some time rifling through the New York Public Library’s extensive menu collection, and I came across this gem from 1842:
Some of the dishes served included: Larded Sweet Breads and Larded Fillet Beef; Plum Puddings, blazing; and, my favorite, Roast Bear. I think the hosts tried to American things up for Charlie D: “Look at us! We’re so wild in the States! We’re eating a bear!” I hope Mr. Dickens had a good time.
I think this menu has planted the seed of an idea for a future dinner party.
Left: Wine Jelly.
Recently, I’ve been reading The First Ladies Cookbook: Favorite Dishes of all the Presidents of the United States. It was printed sometime around 1976, in the history-loving fervor surrounding our bicentennial. I’m always a little suspicious of historic books printed in this era, as the research often seems a tad sketchy. But TFLC (as it shall hereby be known) seems fairly trustworthy, and has footnoted its references. I always appreciate a good footnote.
I learned a few interesting facts after glancing over the introduction, “Notes on Early American Cookery.” It speaks of the early housewife, who regulated “…the temperature (of) the Dutch oven so that she would not have a ‘sad cake…’” Meaning: a cake that was baked unevenly, so that it was tragically lopsided and irrevocable burnt. A sad cake! Aw.
I also discovered a thing or two about Gelatin: “Gelatin was made from calves’ feet, or from a product called isinglass, taken from the swim bladders of fishes…In the elaborate molded desserts they gave a meaty or fishy flavor to the pudding.” Jee-sus.
Additionally, I found out Thomas Jefferson was not only quite the gourmand, but also a consummate host. I’ve added this new knowledge to my list of reasons to love Jefferson–in fact, thinking of him makes my heart flutter.
Being a widower, Jefferson would occasionally call upon the aid Mrs. Dolley Madison, the wife of his secretary of state. She seems like she was a real firecracker–she saved all those paintings and popularized ice cream!
A guest at one of Jefferson’s dinner parties recounts his first experience with Macaroni:
“…A pie called macaroni, which appeared to be a rich crust filled with onions or shallots, which I took it to be, tasted very strong, and not very agreeable. Mr. Lewis told me there was none in it; it was an Italian dish, and what appeared like onions were made of flour and butter, with particularly strong liquor mixed in them.”
What was this strong liquor? I need to seek out a recipe contemporary to this account; I’ve become very curious about the evolution of macaroni and cheese in America. After all, “He stuck a feather in his hat and called it macaroni.”
Another wonderful collection of images thanks to Betty Crocker. “Hawaiian Sunset Supper,” from Betty Crocker’s Party Book: More than 500 recipes, menus, and how-to-do-it tips for festive occasions the year ’round, 1960. I’m pretty sure this is the ancestor of Amy Sedaris’ I Like You: Hospitality Under the Influence.
Some sort of fish theme for Father’s Day.
“A treasure chest of Wallace Silver!” from the Wallace Hostess Book by Winnifred S. Jales, published 1920.
I also dig this Maggie Gyllenhaal lookin chickie from the cover.
Kitchen of Governor’s Palace, Williamsburg, Virginia from “15 Post Cards of Historic Williamsburg,” an undated souvenir set.
Tap Room of the Raleigh Tavern
From Betty Crocker’s Foods Men Like: Sure to Please Recipes for the Man in your Life, published 1970.
Ok, I know what’s on your mind: Why is there a swastika floating in those lemons?
I’m launching a new feature this week: The Gallery! I’ll be featuring images from vintage and historic cookbooks for your enjoyment. Look for it soon!
