More cookbooks.
I realised this morning that I have to get my floor tidy by tomorrow because this week is *such* a big week with teaching and deadlines.
Three books in this post. Each quite different. All modern. Modern by my standards, anyhow.
The first one is another of those books I love far, far too much. It's edited by Hilary Spurling and is "Elinor Fettiplace's Receipt Book". It was never written for publication - it was like that notebook I keep (which is temporarily mislaid, alas) with all the scrummy things my friends have taught me and some of my mother's secrets and a few children's rhymes for singing in the kitchen.
Elinor Fettiplace was a cousin to one Sir Walter Raleigh so I thought you might like one of *his* recipes on a pleasant Sunday morning. Baccy suits Sunday, somehow. I've never tried this recipe and would be very interested in reports if anyone *does* make it (yes, there is a pattern here - I'm intentionally giving recipes I haven't made).
"To make tobacca water. (by: Sr W: R:)
Take two gallons of muscadell, a pound of bought leaf Tobacco, but not english, a pound of annisseeds, shread the Tobacco small, & pound the annisseed very small, then lay them all the stiep theirin, then distill it with a soft fire, & when you distill it, put in some reasins of the Sun, & so drink it."
I like his approach to the word aniseed. Doubling everything and not worrying too much about excess letters. I would be tempted to do it myself except that I would get into so much trouble. I doubt a publisher would accept Raleigh's model as an excuse.
"Martha Washington's Booke of Cookery and Booke of Sweatmeats" comes next. Karen Hess has transcribed this and yes, it's another of those ab fab family manuscripts: Washington owned it from the mid-eighteenth century. I totally adore old family manuscripts and their recipes.
Karen Hess says in the intro that the original recipes are seventeenth century. She also calls the seventeenth century the "golden age of English cooking" but to my mind that cuisine isn't nearly as wonderful as the Medieval English. My particular biasses, I guess. The one thing that's for certain is that the modern ignominy that English cooking rests under is wrong - it has been a great cuisine and it still has elements of greatness. Sometimes one has to look a bit to find them, is all.
And now here's a recipe suitable for Spring, since blossoms have just come out in Canberra:
"To make violet cakes
Take a quarter of a pound of sugar, & put to it 2 or 3 spoonfulls of water, & boyle it to sugar againe. then take fesh gathered violets & clip the green from them, & shread them very fine. then mingle them with your sugar on the fire & give them a walme or 2. then drop them on a plate, & they are made."
(walme has something to do with making the thing bubble - I wonder if it's the last check of moisture levels?)
The last book for this entry is "The Jane Austen Cookbok" by Maggie Black and Deirdre le Faye. So many of my friends haul this one from its shelf that it's almost tempting to leave it out. Some of them are Jane Austen buffs. Some are Regency buffs. You could almost take recipes from this for the New Ceres project (watch
girliejones for more about New Ceres. The 'almost', is because Martha Lloyd (whose recipes *are* the book) died in the middle of the nineteenth century. So it's mostly a bit late for either eighteenth century or Regency.
Some recipes overlap, though, and in honour of all those fun Regency romances out there (and in deference to Star Trek DS9 because if you make a large amount I would think you could call this a "Grand Negus") here is a Negus recipe.
"1 pint port wine
1 lemon
12 sugar lumps
1 pints boiling water
grated nutmeg
Pour the port into a large, heatproof jug. Rub the lemon with the sugar lumps, then squeeze the lemon juice and strain it. Mix the sugar and lemon juice with the port, and add the boiling water. Cover the jug until the liquid has cooled a bit, then serve in glasses with a scrap of grated nutmeg."
I believe nutmeg is hallucinogenic in sufficient quantities. I wonder...