arachnivores unite!

Even individuals amongst the more polished nations of Europe are recorded as having a similar taste [in spiders]; so that if you could rise above vulgar prejudices, you would in all probability find them a most delicate morsel. …Reaumur tells us of a young lady, who, when she walked in her grounds, never saw a spider that she did not take and [pop into her mouth] upon the spot. Another female, the celebrated Anna Maria Schurman, used to eat them like nuts, which she affirmed they much resembled in taste, excusing her propensity by saying that she was born under the sign Scorpio.If you wish for the authority of the learned: Lalande, the celebrated French astronomer, was equally fond of these delicacies, according to Latreille. And if, not content with eating spiders seriatim, you should feel desirous of eating them by handfuls. You may shelter yourself under the authority of the German immortalized by Rosel, who used to spread them upon bread like butter, observing that he found them very useful.These edible spiders, and such like, are all sufficiently disgusting, but we feel our nausea quite turned into horror when we read in Humboldt, that he has seen the Indian children drag out of the earth centipedes 18 inches long, and more than half an inch broad, and devour them.

i was born under the sign of scorpio AND i am absolutely starving right now. if only this succulent delicacy was still in my kitchen…
from the curiosities of food by peter lund simmonds (1859).

arachnivores unite!

Even individuals amongst the more polished nations of Europe are recorded as having a similar taste [in spiders]; so that if you could rise above vulgar prejudices, you would in all probability find them a most delicate morsel. …Reaumur tells us of a young lady, who, when she walked in her grounds, never saw a spider that she did not take and [pop into her mouth] upon the spot. Another female, the celebrated Anna Maria Schurman, used to eat them like nuts, which she affirmed they much resembled in taste, excusing her propensity by saying that she was born under the sign Scorpio.

If you wish for the authority of the learned: Lalande, the celebrated French astronomer, was equally fond of these delicacies, according to Latreille. And if, not content with eating spiders seriatim, you should feel desirous of eating them by handfuls. You may shelter yourself under the authority of the German immortalized by Rosel, who used to spread them upon bread like butter, observing that he found them very useful.

These edible spiders, and such like, are all sufficiently disgusting, but we feel our nausea quite turned into horror when we read in Humboldt, that he has seen the Indian children drag out of the earth centipedes 18 inches long, and more than half an inch broad, and devour them.

i was born under the sign of scorpio AND i am absolutely starving right now. if only this succulent delicacy was still in my kitchen…

from the curiosities of food by peter lund simmonds (1859).

October 16, 2009
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for wunderpantry: 3,000 year-old bog butter »

Bog butter is an ancient waxy substance found buried in peat bogs, particularly in the United Kingdom and in Ireland. Likely an old method of making and preserving butter.

and you thought that century eggs were the oldest delicacies in my cupboard—well you miscalculated by a factor of ten (and a multiple of three)!

for wunderpantry: 3,000 year-old bog butter »

Bog butter is an ancient waxy substance found buried in peat bogs, particularly in the United Kingdom and in Ireland. Likely an old method of making and preserving butter.

and you thought that century eggs were the oldest delicacies in my cupboard—well you miscalculated by a factor of ten (and a multiple of three)!

September 22, 2009
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cock ale

i have tasted some weird treats in my lifetime but the thought of adding chicken gravy (and nutmeg) to my beer makes me want to dry heave.

Take a cock of half a year old, kill him and truss him well, and put into a cask twelve gallons of Ale to which add four pounds of raisins of the sun well picked; sliced Dates, nutmegs and mace.

Then boil the cock in a manner to a jelly; then press the body of him extremely well, and put the liquor into the cask where the Ale is, with the spices and fruit; then put to it a pint of new Ale yeast, and let it work well for a day. if it proves too strong, you may add more plain Ale to palliate this restorative drink, which contributes much to the invigorating of nature°.

bonus information: other popular beer cups (ale drinks with additives) at the beginning of the eighteenth century were named:

Humpty-dumpty, Clamber-clown, Hugmatee, Stick-back, Knock-me-down, Fox-comb, Stiffle, Blind Pinneaux, Stephony and Northdown.

from: the curiosities of ale and beer, by john bickerdyke, 1886.

September 9, 2009
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on eating a man[atee]
(emphasis mine)

Manatees… are, according to my friend, Chief Justice Temple, frequently caught and brought to the market of Belize, where they are snapped up with the greatest avidity.
The flesh of the manatus is white and delicate, and tastes like young pork eaten fresh or salted, while the fat forms excellent lard. The cured flesh keeps long without corruption, and it will continue good several weeks, even in the hot climate of which it is a native, when other meat would not resist putrefaction for as many days…The fat, which lies between the entrails and skin has a pleasant smell, and tastes like the oil of sweet almonds. It makes an admirable substitute for butter, and does not turn rancid in the sun. The fat of the tail is of a firmer consistence, and when boiled is more delicate than the other fat.
I do not, myself, fancy the flesh of this brute, for it is so inhumanly human—it reminds one so much of a mermaid, or of one of the fifty daughters of Nereus, that to eat it seems to me to be an approximation to cannibalism. It appears horrible to chew and swallow the flesh of an animal which holds its young to its breast, which is formed exactly like that of a woman, with paws resembling human hands.

from the curiosities of food by peter lund simmonds (1859).

on eating a man[atee]

(emphasis mine)

Manatees… are, according to my friend, Chief Justice Temple, frequently caught and brought to the market of Belize, where they are snapped up with the greatest avidity.

The flesh of the manatus is white and delicate, and tastes like young pork eaten fresh or salted, while the fat forms excellent lard. The cured flesh keeps long without corruption, and it will continue good several weeks, even in the hot climate of which it is a native, when other meat would not resist putrefaction for as many days…The fat, which lies between the entrails and skin has a pleasant smell, and tastes like the oil of sweet almonds. It makes an admirable substitute for butter, and does not turn rancid in the sun. The fat of the tail is of a firmer consistence, and when boiled is more delicate than the other fat.

I do not, myself, fancy the flesh of this brute, for it is so inhumanly human—it reminds one so much of a mermaid, or of one of the fifty daughters of Nereus, that to eat it seems to me to be an approximation to cannibalism. It appears horrible to chew and swallow the flesh of an animal which holds its young to its breast, which is formed exactly like that of a woman, with paws resembling human hands.

from the curiosities of food by peter lund simmonds (1859).

July 27, 2009
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the original little cæsar’s menu
suppose that (despite all odds) you have just been elected the chief priest of the roman state religion and you want to show your gratitude (and get a little publicity as well) by throwing a lavish dinner for the felyshyppynge of virgins that tend rome’s fire up at the atrium vestal. what are you gonna prepare?
for starters, they are virgins so you would not want to excite their libidos too much with phalliod sausages or erotic cakes. it might also be a smart political manœuver to keep the lavish menu on the frugal side as the roman economy is in a bear market right now and the last thing that you want to do is give your rascally opponents (catulus and publius) reason to slander you in their blogs.
you are perhaps the world’s greatest political and martial tactician yet your choice in matters culinary is now the most important decision of your life. it’s your move, hot shot.
[spoiler alert] this is the answer: i give you—the menu of dinner given by julius caesar to the vestal virgins after his election as pontifex maximus. rome 63 b.c.
i. service

prickly globe-fish, oysters of different kinds, thrushes, asparagus, fattened chicken, oyster-patties, black and white sea-acorns (a kind of mussels), sea-nettles, fig-packers (snipe), cotelettes of venison and wild boar, fattened wild game powdered with flour

ii. service

swine udders, wild boar’s head, swine-udder patties, ducks, potted teal ducks, roasted wild game, pudding, custard, pientinish sandwiches

wines

falerno, xérès, spanish médoc

image from the buttolph menu collection (this is a real thing) of the new york public library (1888).

the original little cæsar’s menu

suppose that (despite all odds) you have just been elected the chief priest of the roman state religion and you want to show your gratitude (and get a little publicity as well) by throwing a lavish dinner for the felyshyppynge of virgins that tend rome’s fire up at the atrium vestal. what are you gonna prepare?

for starters, they are virgins so you would not want to excite their libidos too much with phalliod sausages or erotic cakes. it might also be a smart political manœuver to keep the lavish menu on the frugal side as the roman economy is in a bear market right now and the last thing that you want to do is give your rascally opponents (catulus and publius) reason to slander you in their blogs.

you are perhaps the world’s greatest political and martial tactician yet your choice in matters culinary is now the most important decision of your life. it’s your move, hot shot.

[spoiler alert] this is the answer: i give you—the menu of dinner given by julius caesar to the vestal virgins after his election as pontifex maximus. rome 63 b.c.

i. service

prickly globe-fish, oysters of different kinds, thrushes, asparagus, fattened chicken, oyster-patties, black and white sea-acorns (a kind of mussels), sea-nettles, fig-packers (snipe), cotelettes of venison and wild boar, fattened wild game powdered with flour

ii. service

swine udders, wild boar’s head, swine-udder patties, ducks, potted teal ducks, roasted wild game, pudding, custard, pientinish sandwiches

wines

falerno, xérès, spanish médoc

image from the buttolph menu collection (this is a real thing) of the new york public library (1888).

a delicacy i have yet to try: tereré

from a friend serving in the peace corps:

I also drank a lot of tereré, the iced tea like beverage of choice in Paraguay. It is served in a cow’s horn called a Guampa and is passed from person to person, and you are to drink the entire serving at once. It is more like a large sip than a full serving in a glass. You drink through a metal straw called a Bombilla that strains the herbs. Somtimes it´s more like mint water, but the flavor changes depending on what extra herbs they put in the pitcher.

wikipedia says.

February 17, 2009
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a delicacy i have yet to try: chinook olives

Speaking of the Chinooks, Paul Kane describes a delicacy manufactured by some of the Indians among whom he traveled, and called by him ”Chinook olives.” They were nothing more or less than acorns soaked for five months in human urine.

from: the use of human ordure and human urine in rites of a religious or semi-religious character among various nations (1888) [this is a real book]
related: lant

a delicacy i have yet to try: chinook olives

Speaking of the Chinooks, Paul Kane describes a delicacy manufactured by some of the Indians among whom he traveled, and called by him ”Chinook olives.” They were nothing more or less than acorns soaked for five months in human urine.

from: the use of human ordure and human urine in rites of a religious or semi-religious character among various nations (1888) [this is a real book]

related: lant

February 17, 2009
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spaghettieis: a novelty ice cream novelty that i desserted on last night »
Spaghettieis is a German ice cream specialty that looks like a plate of spaghetti…In the dish, vanilla ice cream is pressed through a modified spätzle maker to make it look like pasta. It is then placed over whipped cream and topped with strawberry sauce (to simulate tomato sauce) and either coconut flakes, grated almonds, or white chocolate shavings to represent the parmesan cheese…It is not well known outside of Europe.
photo credit: the world wide web

spaghettieis: a novelty ice cream novelty that i desserted on last night »

Spaghettieis is a German ice cream specialty that looks like a plate of spaghetti…In the dish, vanilla ice cream is pressed through a modified spätzle maker to make it look like pasta. It is then placed over whipped cream and topped with strawberry sauce (to simulate tomato sauce) and either coconut flakes, grated almonds, or white chocolate shavings to represent the parmesan cheese…It is not well known outside of Europe.

photo credit: the world wide web

February 10, 2009
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here is the ten course meal that the first class passengers of the titanic (and billy zane) ate for dinner on the evening that it sunk into the caspian sea:

First CourseHors D’OeuvresOystersSecond CourseConsommé OlgaCream of BarleyThird CoursePoached Salmon with Mousseline Sauce, CucumbersFourth CourseFilet Mignons LiliSauté of Chicken, LyonnaiseVegetable Marrow Farci
Fifth CourseLamb, Mint SauceRoast Duckling, Apple SauceSirloin of Beef, Chateau PotatoesGreen Pea Creamed CarrotsBoiled Rice Parmentier & Boiled New PotatoesSixth CoursePunch Romaine
Seventh CourseRoast Squab & CressEighth CourseCold Asparagus VinaigretteNinth CoursePate de Foie GrasCeleryTenth CourseWaldorf PuddingPeaches in Chartreuse JellyChocolate & Vanilla EclairsFrench Ice Cream

via cookingmonster.com which explains the weirder-sounding foods and reveals what the third class passengers ate as well: gruel. what a bunch of suckers.

here is the ten course meal that the first class passengers of the titanic (and billy zane) ate for dinner on the evening that it sunk into the caspian sea:

First Course
Hors D’Oeuvres
Oysters

Second Course
Consommé Olga
Cream of Barley

Third Course

Poached Salmon with Mousseline Sauce, Cucumbers

Fourth Course
Filet Mignons Lili
Sauté of Chicken, Lyonnaise
Vegetable Marrow Farci

Fifth Course
Lamb, Mint Sauce
Roast Duckling, Apple Sauce
Sirloin of Beef, Chateau Potatoes
Green Pea Creamed Carrots
Boiled Rice Parmentier & Boiled New Potatoes

Sixth Course
Punch Romaine

Seventh Course
Roast Squab & Cress

Eighth Course
Cold Asparagus Vinaigrette

Ninth Course
Pate de Foie Gras
Celery

Tenth Course
Waldorf Pudding
Peaches in Chartreuse Jelly
Chocolate & Vanilla Eclairs
French Ice Cream

via cookingmonster.com which explains the weirder-sounding foods and reveals what the third class passengers ate as well: gruel. what a bunch of suckers.

to bake eeles

Cut your Eeles about the length of
your finger: season them with Pepper,
Salt, and Ginger, and so put them
into a Coffin, with a good piece of sweet
Butter. Put into your Pye great Razins
of the Sunne, and an Onyon minst
small, and so close it and bake it.

it looks as if i found the perfect recipe for tomorrow’s dinner party. can anyone lend me an eel coffin or a great razin of the sunne?

from john murrell’s a new booke of cookerie (1615)

lapsang souchong tea

blech…this stuff tastes like campfire.

December 19, 2008
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one double lanted ale, please

for those of you that have trouble keeping your food down, stop reading NOW. i just looked up the word lant. apparently it’s fermented human urine that has a variety of <ahem> interesting applications.

Lant was also recommended to freshen the breath, to flavor ale (as in “lanted-” or “double-lanted ale”) and to glaze hard pastries. Lant was used in wool-processing and as a source of saltpeter for gunpowder. In times of urgent need and in districts where these were the chief industries, the whole town was expected to contribute to its supply.

here is my opinion: fighting bad breath with rancid urine seems like the worst idea in history ESPECIALLY if it’s not even my own urine.

October 30, 2008
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