Review
of PPC in New Statesman by Bee Wilson
In this year of momentous anniversaries,
here's a very small one worth toasting. It's the 21st birthday of Petits
Propos Culinaires, a journal co-founded by Elizabeth David, and the
major British outlet for scholarly articles on food. This is also the year
in which editors Alan and Jane give up the helm after 21 years.
Petits propos what? For the
uninitiated, the most off-putting thing about this periodical is its name.
You expect something in French and very pretentious. PPC isn't either.
Alan Davidson explains that the name began as a joke. 'Petits propos
culinaires' - 'little culinary remarks' - was meant to refer knowingly
to the kind of Frencified affectation that food-lovers inclined to in 1979.
The trouble is that, over the years, the inverted commas have got slightly
lost.
PPC has always been a charmingly
chaotic mixture. The first issue ran Elizabeth David on 18th century ice-creams,
an article on the use of coriander in different national cuisines, a recipe
for 'Crayfish ˆ la Bordelaise' and something on a 'Lowland Scots recipe
book'. PPC is as interested in how to make a low-fat moussaka as
it is in the breakfast world of Jane Austen's novels. If you want to know
the protein content of blood (20 per cent - surprisingly high) or whether
long-cooked eggs taste better, or why people boil gammon with hay, then
PPC
is the one to consult.
The strange variety of PPC
reflects Alan Davidson's character. A former diplomat, he and his wife,
Jane, became full-time food writers in 1975 at the encouragement of Elizabeth
David (see PPC 47 and 48 for the full story). It's
hard to imagine Alan in the Civil Service. He wears outlandish Hawaiian
shirts covered in flying fish to show his love of seafood. He pronounces
the name Tabitha as Tab-ee-tha. He collects gastronomic friends with the
same enthusiasm that he collects videos of black-and-white screwball comedies.
But under his amicable aegis, the most exciting and scholarly work on food
has been done. PPC is the antithesis of mainstream media food, of
glossy, oily pictures and lazy restaurant reviews. The Davidsons have been
astonishingly unworldly in caring far more about the accuracy and interest
of what they publish than in increasing their (far from colossal) sales.
It seems certain that this eccentric
seriousness will continue under the new editor, Tom Jaine, who already
runs Prospect Books, the publishers of PPC. Jaine's first issue
(PPC 64) has writing on ancient aphrodisiacs and the British use
of ginger. On the cover is a lovely 17th-century engraving of feast-day
foods: cakes and pies and decorated poultry. If you lined up the covers
of the past 21 years you would get a kaleidoscope of delicious things:
pink seaside rock; blue crabs; an orange croquembouche; green, cherry-shaped
eggplants. No magazine can have spent more trouble on its design and less
on marketing. The enthusiasm is hard to resist.
So happy birthday PPC. To
mark the occasion, here is a summery soup from the very first issue:
Jeremiah Tower's Pear and Watercress
Soup. Eight ripe pears, two bunches watercress, one litre chicken broth,
one lemon, salt, pepper, double cream. Peel and core the pears and cover
them in some of the broth to prevent discolouration. Put the peels and
cores in 300-400ml of the broth and boil to extract the flavour before
straining. Chop and parboil (in the peary stock) all but a handful of the
watercress, then purée it. Purée the pears in the remaining
stock, mix with the watercress, season with lemon, salt and pepper, and
chill. Before serving, whisk in as much cream as you like and garnish with
the remaining cress leaves, blanched.
I give below the table of contents, a little poem
quoted by Prospect’s latest author William Ellis (who was himself writing
in 1750), and the text of the short book reviews contained in this issue
of the journal. If you wish to subscribe, or to enquire about back numbers,
please get in touch with me.
CONTENTS
| 9 |
The Name of the Rose again; or,
what Happened to Theophrastus On Aphrodisiacs, Andrew Dalby |
| 16 |
Review article:
The Invention
of the Restaurant, Alan Davidson |
| 20 |
Frontispieces |
| 28 |
Pictures on Plates, Gay
Bilson |
| 37 |
A Thousand Years of Ginger in Britain, Brigid Allen |
| 46 |
Måltidets Hus, Copenhagen, Jan Krag Jacobsen |
| 49 |
Of Apple Pyes |
| 52 |
Book Reviews |
| 62 |
Notes and Queries |
| 64 |
Our Addresses and Prices |
Of APPLE PYES
William Ellis, whose Country Housewife’s Family Companion (1750)
we republish this month, included this poem in his text. Although I feel
I may have encountered it in one anthology or another, I cannot lay my
hands on the culprit, so deem it possible that others may not have met
it. It is enjoyable. The author is Leonard Welsted (DNB, 1688–1747)
a civil servant and occasional poet, epitomized by Pope in The Dunciad
in the lines, ‘Flow, Welsted, flow! like thine inspirer, beer; / Though
stale, not ripe; though thin, yet never clear; / So sweetly mawkish, and
so smoothly dull; / Heady, not strong; o’erflowing, though not full.’ It
was his first poem, written in 1704. In The Oxford Companion to Food,
it is mistakenly ascribed to William King, the author of The Art of
Cookery, 1708.
Of APPLE-PYES:
A poem, by Mr. WELSTED.
OF all the delicates which Britons try,
To please the palate, or delight the eye;
Of all the several kinds of sumptuous fare,
There’s none that can with apple-pye compare,
For costly flavour, or substantial paste,
For outward beauty, or for inward taste.
WHEN
first this infant dish in fashion came,
Th’ ingredients were but coarse,
and rude the frame;
As yet, unpolish’d in the modern
arts,
Our fathers eat brown bread instead
of tarts:
Pyes were but indigested lumps of
dough,
’Till time and just expence improv’d
them so.
KINGColl
(as ancient annals tell)
Renown’d for fiddling and for eating
well,
Pippins in homely cakes with honey
stew’d,
Just as he bak’d (the proverb says)
he brew’d.
THEIR
greater art succeeding princes shew’d,
And model’d paste into a nearer
mode;
Invention now grew lively, palate
nice,
And sugar pointed out the way to
spice.
BUT
here for ages unimprov’d we stood,
And apple-pyes were still but homely
food;
When god-like Edgar, of the
Saxon
line,
Polite of taste, and studious to
refine,
In the dessert perfuming quinces
cast,
And perfected with cream the rich
repast:
Hence we proceed the outward parts
to trim,
with crinkumcranks adorn the polish’d
rim,
And each fresh pye the pleas’d spectator
greets
With virgin fancies and with new
conceits.
DEARNelly,
learn with care the pastry art,
And mind the easy precepts I impart;
Draw out your dough elaborately
thin,
And cease not to fatigue your rolling-pin:
Of eggs and butter, see you mix
enough;
For then the paste will swell into
a puff,
Which will in crumbling sound your
praise report,
And eat, as housewives speak, exceeding
short:
Rang’d in thick order let your quincies
lie;
They give a charming relish to the
pye:
If you are wise, you’ll not brown
sugar slight,
The browner (if I form my judgment
right)
A tincture of a bright vermil’ will
shed
And stain the pippin, like the quince,
with red.
WHEN
this is done, there will be wanting still
The just reserve of cloves, and
candy’d peel;
Nor can I blame you, if a drop you
take
Of orange water, for perfuming sake;
But here the nicety of art is such,
There must not be too little, nor
too much;
If with discretion you these costs
employ,
They quicken appetite, if not they
cloy.
NEXT
in your mind this maxim firmly root,
Never o’er-charge your pye with
costly fruit:
Oft let your bodkin thro’ the lid
be sent,
To give the kind imprison’d treasure
vent;
Lest the fermenting liquors, mounting
high
Within their brittle bounds, disdain
to lie;
Insensibly by constant fretting
waste,
And over-run the tenement of paste.
TO
chuse your baker, think and think again,
You’ll scarce one honest baker find
in ten:
Adust and bruis’d, I’ve often seen
a pye
In rich disguise and costly ruin
lie;
While the rent crust beheld its
form o’erthrown,
Th’ exhausted apples griev’d their
moisture flown,
And syrup from their sides run trickling
down.
O BE
not, be not tempted, lovely
Nell,
While the hot piping odours strongly
swell,
While the delicious fume creates
a gust,
To lick th’ o’erflowing juice, or
bite the crust:
You’ll rather stay (if my advice
may rule)
Until the hot is temper’d by the
cool;
Oh! first infuse the luscious store
of cream,
And change the purple to a silver
stream;
That smooth balsamick viand first
produce,
To give a softness to the tarter
juice.
BOOK REVIEWS
Dominique Michel: Vatel et la
naissance de la gastronomie: Fayard, Paris, 1999: ISBN
35-0713-4 99-IX: 349 pp., b/w illus., notes, bibliog., glossary, p/b, 130FF.
An important and attractive book.
Vatel, son of a labourer in the north of France, rose to the summit of
his profession (maître d’hôtel), but committed suicide and
has lived on as the stereotypical subject of an anecdote which appears
in virtually every work on history of French cuisine or gastronomy. The
picture presented here is far richer and more subtle. I must have read
about Vatel’s suicide in 50 or more other books without ever comprehending
it. Now, thanks to this sympathetic description of the man, his awesome
responsibilities, and the cultural and political context in which he worked,
I understand. However, the book is far more than a key to this one tragic
event. Vatel’s career is presented as a marker for a turning point in the
history of French cuisine and gastronomy. And the recipes which have been
adapted from the 17th-century originals by Patrick Rambourg (who is both
a professional chef and, like Dominique Michel, a historian working under
the distinguished leadership of Professor Jean-Louis Flandrin) nicely illustrate
a period of transition whose consequences have reverberated into the new
millennium.
A.E.D.
Bridget Ann Henisch:
The Medieval
Calendar Year: Pennsylvania State University Press, 1999: ISBN
0-271-01904-2: 232 pp., colour and b/w illus., appendix, select bibliog.,
index, h/b US$55.00, p/b US$19.91.
A charming survey of the ‘labours
of the month’ theme in medieval calendars, of the period when this theme
was most popular. Do not mistake this for a coffee-table trophy; it is
a serious work offering new analysis and insights but presented with the
lightness of touch and the deft wit for which the author is renowned. The
food content is high; but if using food scenes as historical evidence attend
first to the author’s words: ‘Each month has its allotted task, and each
of these represents one stage in the never-ending process of providing
food for society. The animated little scenes offer delightful glimpses
of everyday activity, and for this very reason have often been used as
illustrations of daily life in the medieval world. Their surface-realism
is deceptive, however, and the aim of this study is two-fold: to explain
the principles of selection which shaped the cycle and determined its contents,
and to examine the ways in which the conventions and assumptions of art
at a particular time styled and disciplined the unwieldy, unsatisfactory
complexities of life, to create an image of reality more beguiling and
beautiful than any attempted re-creation of reality itself.’
A.E.D.
Larry Zuckerman: the Potato:
Macmillan, London, 1999: ISBN 0-333-75064-0: 304 pp.,
notes, selected bibliography, no index, h/b, £10.00.
Deserving winner of an André
Simon Memorial Prize this year, Larry Zuckerman’s book will reach a very
wide audience, for its broad scope and lively style will round up not just
the usual suspects (cooks, food historians, social historians, etc) but
also lots of people who fall in the larger category of those who enjoy
a good read. Those who, like myself, frown at reviewers who give their
general blessing to a book and then proceed to drone on about some minuscule
point where the author has supposedly gone off the rails, should stop reading
this review here. The remainder, banished to Notes and Queries, represents
nothing more than the buzzing of a bee which has been in my bonnet for
many years and which may be of some slight use to the author for subsequent
editions (as may be our hint above that his book should really have an
index).
A.E.D.
Sonia Uvezian: Recipes and Remembrances
from an Eastern Mediterranean Kitchen: University of Texas Press, Austin,
1999: ISBN 0-292-78535-6: 438 pp., b/w illus., notes,
select bibliography, index, h/b, US$29.95.
The author, originally from Lebanon,
has already acquired an enviable reputation for good writing on food (for
example The Cuisine of Armenia, 1974 and recently reprinted by Hippocrene
Books). With this new book – for which she and the University of Texas
Press deserve hearty congratulations – she has climbed several rungs higher
on the ladder of excellence. Drawing on her recollections of food in the
Eastern Mediterranean, and digging deep into the extensive literature of
travellers in the region, she has produced a book which I have found quite
irresistible. There is a wealth of recipes, skilfully embedded in their
historical contexts. The illustrations (many of the 19th century) are evocative
and the quotations from a wide variety of sources constitute one of the
best collections I have ever seen in a book about food. The sub-title is
‘A culinary journey through Syria, Lebanon and Jordan’: an exciting journey
and one for which one could wish no better guide.
A.E.D.
Julia Child and Jacques Pepin: Julia
and Jacques Cooking at Home: Alfred A Knopf, New York, 1999: ISBN
0-375-40431-7: 430 pp., numerous colour photographs, index, h/b, US$40.00.
A companion volume to a public television
series. Transferred to the printed page, the comments on their recipes
by the two famous principals might have created a confusing impression,
but in practice it works very well and soon one is yearning to know what
both of the two have to say about a given dish before one makes it. To
take but one example, the whole matter of ‘hash-browns’ is brilliantly
illuminated. For me, illumination began when my eye lit on the recipe for
Pommes
de terre Macaire: a flat potato cake ‘special enough for a dinner party,
particularly when glazed under the broiler with a topping of sour cream
and grated cheese’. Jacques remarks that there is a more luxurious glazed
version called after Byron, using crème fraîche. OK, but I
was more interested in his comment that the coarse chopping of the potatoes
after initial cooking is best done with the open end of a used can (e.g.
a small soup can, costs nothing, whereas a cookie cutter has to be bought
and lacks the desirable height); and by Julia’s further comment that she
learned about this from James Beard, who had been ‘impressed by some breakfast
chefs who used an open ended can to chop up leftover boiled potatoes, which
they fried in bacon fat and butter to make wonderful hash-brown potatoes’.
This leads on to the recipe called ‘Julia’s Old-Fashioned Hash-Browns’,
based on Beard and studded with the practical tips which Julia so often
imparts to her readers. The result: I now know much more than I ever did
before about hash-browns and have two enticing new recipes to build into
our family repertoire, plus anecdotes with which to regale any guests enjoying
the results with us. As I say, this is but one example. The general effect
of the book is to make it seem as though you can settle down for a fascinating
chat with these two complementary authorities.
A.E.D
Asun Balzola, Alicia Ríos:
Cuentos
Rellenos: Ediciones Gaviota, S.L., Madrid, 1999: ISBN
84-392-8884-0: 159 pp., colour illus., bibliography, index, h/b.
The fertile brain of Alicia Ríos
and expressive brush of Asun Balzola have produced this collection of foodish
folktales from the regions of Spain, each amplified by its relevant recipe.
‘Diverting, baroque and authentic,’ is how they describe the tales which
they retell as a corrective cry from the past against the modern slip-sloppery
of the fast-food invaders, ‘to recover… the innocence and the humour’.
Andrew F. Smith: Souper Tomatoes
– The Story of America’s Favourite Food: Rutgers University Press,
New Brunswick and London, 2000: ISBN 0-8135-2752-X:
236 pp., b/w photos, notes, bibliography, index, h/b, £19.95.
Andrew Smith has made a literary
career out of the tomato. The early history was The Tomato in America,
then there was Pure Ketchup for the sauce angle, followed by the
development of the breed in Livingston and the Tomato getting us
to the book reviewed here which traces the impact of the fruit on New Jersey,
home of the Campbell Soup Company. While once it could have been rightly
described as ‘the Tomato State’, its pre-eminence yielded to the better
climate and agriculture of California. Campbell’s headquarters remain,
but the processing is no longer. Smith gives all we could ever need about
canning, souping, juicing, growing and cooking, with extra dollops on Warhol’s
Campbell icon and a bushel of historical recipes. His academic background
ensures full annotation, indexing and the like.
Sara Jayne-Stanes:
Chocolate –
the definitive guide: Grub Street, London, 1999: ISBN
1-902304-195: 240 pp., b/w photos, bibliog., index, h/b, £20.00.
This is a brown book, with sans-serif
typography that will inhibit long-reading. Press on, the content is definitive
– they say it, so do we. From botany, history and a bit of agronomy to
everything you need to know about cooking the stuff, rescuing your errors,
correcting your temperatures and so forth, from England’s première
truffle-maker. There is even a consumer’s guide to British and French chocolatiers,
though none for Belgium. The recipes are challenging.
Lisa Chaney: Elizabeth David –
A Biography: Macmillan, Basingstoke and Oxford, 1998: ISBN
0-330-36762-5: 482 pp., b/w photos, sources, bibliography, index, p/b,
£10.00.
Artemis Cooper: Writing at the
Kitchen Table – The Authorized Biography of Elizabeth David: Michael
Joseph, London, 1999: ISBN 0-718-14224-1: 364 pp.,
b/w photos, notes, bibliography, index, h/b, £20.00.
That someone so reticent as Elizabeth
David should provoke two – almost three, because Lisa Chaney’s paperback
version is considerably reworked – biographies is moral enough that discretion
is unwise in the modern world: think of poor old Salinger. That a writer
of recipe books should provoke this outpouring is even more unlikely, and
shows our insatiable need for a good gossip. Her life, after all is said,
was
not exactly action packed and might be rich tilth for a long New Yorker
piece rather than two and a half books. But there is hardly space here
for appraisal. In brief, Artemis Cooper is more readable, Lisa Chaney has
more information and has ferreted out sources with considerable energy;
Artemis Cooper is less voluble about context; Lisa Chaney gives you more
of a sense of the woman. Neither explains why ED got into food, though
perhaps the fact her mother ended up an antique-dealer is just as unlikely.
So too is the irony that Britain’s most famous writer about food was in
thrall to instant coffee, strong cigarettes and alcohol, and lost her sense
of taste after 1963. The urge to make events into history is very pressing
nowadays, which contributes to the sense of overkill in these books. As
well as history, so too literature: the quoting – as if the books were
things of pure beauty rather than immense skillful utility – is somewhat
disquieting. Much of the contextualization of ED’s career may seem very
different in 2100. We think of her as revolutionary when she may be more
an end, not a beginning of an era. Her Mediterranean dream was that of
the British upper classes before the wars; she was of the British
upper classes too.
Joe Roberts: Abdul’s Taxi to Kalighat
– A celebration of Calcutta: Profile Books, London, 1999: ISBN
1-86197-192-3: 301 pp., b/w illus., glossary, h/b, £15.99.
Joe Roberts’ latest is an excursion
with his wife Emma and son Llewellyn. Through forty chapters, he builds
a pointilliste landscape of the city, with more emphasis on life than death
or suffering. Dialogue, anecdote and staccato impressions are his means,
not long drifts of imperial prose. Inevitably, food gets a mention – fish
dishes, sweets – as does life in hotels, and the coexistence of western
and indigenous cookery. ‘"Most westerners have such bullshit ideas about
Calcutta," declared Jay. "They come here expecting a disaster zone and
they’re not really contented until they’ve seen the worst of it…"’ Joe
Roberts does his best to confound our expectations. There is a gentle deftness
to the writing.
Alice Arndt: Seasoning Savvy –
How to Cook with Herbs, Spices, and Other Flavorings: The Haworth Herbal
Press, New York, 1999: ISBN 156022-0325: 265 pp.,
b/w photos, index, p/b.
This is no book of recipes but a
long catalogue of the world’s botanical seasonings. Essential facts are
retold clearly and the assessment of each flavouring has obvious grounding
in curious experiment. Accounts of the different ways a herb is used by
one cuisine or another demonstrate wide reading and investigation. History
is given less place than description of the world today. It may seem that
the flora of the earth are there to knock us flat – or that our ancestors’
digestions were stronger than our own. Certainly Ms Arndt has plenty of
admonitions to warn the enthusiast from too much indulgence.
Leslie Beal Bloom and Marcie Ver
Ploeg: Seafood Cooking for Dummies: IDG Books Worldwide, Inc., 1999:
ISBN
0-7645-5177-9: 351 pp., colour photos, b/w illus., index, p/b, £14.99.
I recently bought QuarkXpress
for Dummies, a companion volume. My first, because I have been put
off the series by the insolence of its titles and their garish design.
While admitting their use, I am no fonder than I was. Their appallingly
joshing turns of phrase and ludicrously slow approach to the nub of any
question make the books an irritation. But how they do sell.
This
one suffers from its brothers’ complaints (it has the same effect on you
as Delia Smith at her worst), which is not to impugn the information –
nor indeed the recipes – which does seem fairly accurate. On the other
hand, it is entirely American-centred, and has surprisingly few recipes
when you look at the size of the book: only one for scallops, two for oysters,
one and a half for lobster, for instance.
James Crowden: Cider – The Forgotten
Miracle: Cyder Press 2, Somerton, Somerset, 1999: ISBN
0-9537103-0-0: 120 pp., b/w illus., notes, bibliog., p/b. £12.95.
James Crowden is the laureate of
cider, and of Common Ground, the charity concerned with orchards and locality.
Before that, he was a shepherd. This is a wonderful book. It has several
lodes of hard information. There is something about the art of home-distilling;
there is an account of the early days of the Somerset Cider Brandy Company;
there is a fine account of working in orchards and making cider (at Burrow
Hill Farm); look here, too, for a discussion of sparkling cider and early
bottling techniques (with reference to Kenelm Digby) with some thinking
about the English invention of the méthode champénoise.
The whole is wrapped by an entertaining narrative about cider, real cider,
in general. The printing and design by Bigwood & Staple of Bridgewater,
are exemplary (even if the proof-reading is not). If you have trouble getting
the book, Cyder Press 2 is at the Old Parsonage, Somerton, Somerset TA11
7PF.
Brian & Lynne Chatterton:
Discovering
Oil – Tales from an Olive Grove in Umbria: Pulcini Press, Castel di
Fiori & Renwick NZ, 1999: ISBN 0-473-06289-5:
116 pp., b/w photos, index, p/b.
After careers that took in mixed
farming in South Australia and consultancy specializing in sustainable
dry-land farming, the authors were not on unfamiliar territory when they
began restoring their olive grove. This book is something of a how-to,
served up with an account of how they did it too. Their agronomists’ perspective
ensures that the matter is factual, not mythical, and it usefully connects
practices in several olive-producing countries, not least Australia and
New Zealand. While cantering over the fields of varieties, yields, flavours,
pruning, fertilizers, pollination, picking, pressing, labelling, marketing
and much else besides, it is also graced with a beautifully succinct account
of depopulation, changes in agriculture and land use, and an explanation
of those exquisitely terraced and walled hillsides we so admire: ‘Stones
dominated the life of the share farmer in the hills. They made his life
a misery. He picked them out of the fields, carted them into heaps and
then when the heaps took up too much room, turned them into dry stone walls.
The attractive dry stone walls that form the terraces of the abandoned
hill farms are not retaining walls for deep and fertile soil but controlled
stone heaps. We found this out the hard way when we planted half a dozen
walnut and chestnut trees in a small terraced field behind our house. Most
of the holes we dug hit sheet rock but when we dug near the walls in the
expectation of finding a good depth of soil we found only loose stones.
On our farm the lay brothers from the abbey at the bottom of the hill…had
picked up the stones off the hillside with a sledge drawn by oxen, put
them into a heap and then built a wall below the heap to prevent the stones
rolling down to the field below.’ To those who think Tuscany Arcadia, the
pages detailing decline and devastation are sobering. There are distributors
in Australia and NZ, but readers may find it simpler to write to the authors
at Castel di Fiori, 05010 Montegabbione (TR), Italy.
Ivan Day (ed.): Eat, Drink &
Be Merry – The British at Table 1600-2000: Philip Wilson Publishers
Ltd, London, 2000: ISBN 0 85667 519 9: 168 pp., colour
and b/w illus., notes, select bibliog., glossary, index, h/b, £19.95.
This is a companion volume to an
exhibition. If the TV preview is anything to go by – it is now at York
and will later be found in London and in Norwich – it will catch the breath
of most visitors. The book is pretty good too: no expense spared on colour
and an enticing choice of illustrations with long narrative captions. The
text is by many hands: Laura Mason, Lisa Chaney, Ivan Day, Peter Brears,
Eileen White, C. Anne Wilson and Peter Brown, with the pictures chosen
by Gillian Riley. It is another emanation from the ‘Leeds School’ of food
history. It has a satisfyingly close contact with reality. Pictures are
combed for the telling detail; books are quoted for their corroboration
of objects seen or touched; dishes, settings and decorations are recreated.
As in film and television, we need leave nothing to the imagination. But
the very realism provokes thought to new flight.
Teresa Lust: Pass the Polenta
– and other writings from the kitchen: Ballantine Books, New York:
ISBN
0-345-43565-6: 273 pp., index, p/b, $11.95.
First published in ’98, this is
American. Europeans will sometimes tire of the chirpy, folksy tones, but
there is sensible information imparted through thickets of anecdote and
family. Most of the score of pieces have a basic recipe or method embedded
among lush prose: risotto, bread, polenta; or a discussion of food history
(aphrodisiacs) or wine buying. Non-threatening, but the comparison with
Elizabeth David made by the publishers is not apposite.
Compiled by Editors of Hippocrene
Books, Rafael Marcos (trans.), Rosemary Fox (illus.): Old Havana Cookbook
– Cuban Recipes in Spanish and English: Hippocrene, New York: ISBN
07818-07670: 123 pp., b/w illus., h/b, $11.95.
Another foreign cookery book from
the cornucopia that is Hippocrene. This is a bilingual collection, with
little by way of introductory or contextual matter. You can tell its origin
by the frequency of Bacardi in the ingredients. It also has a recipe for
mamey (or mamee) pudding which sent me off at full speed to the Oxford
Companion. A cornstarch pudding heavy with egg yolks, cinnamon and
lime, topped with caramel, was a winner at the supper table, even if the
instructions were not entirely helpful.
Anna Tasca Lanza: Herbs and Wild
Greens from the Sicilian Countryside: Stamperia Zito, Palermo, 1999:110
pp., colour prints, p/b.
This attractive small book was written
after promptings from foreign visitors to the author’s Regaleali wine estate
south of Palermo. It contains some recipes not often encountered: roast
artichokes with catnip, cardoon fritters, nettle sauce for boiled meats,
and sow-thistle salad – which is what Theseus ate in prodigious quantity
before meeting the Minotaur – news to me, and endearing the book to me
too.
Lonely Planet World Food
Joe Cummings: Thailand: ISBN
1-86450-026-3: 286 pp., £7.99
Catherine Hanger: Morocco:
ISBN
1-86450-024-7: 222 pp., £6.99.
Richard Sterling: Spain:
ISBN
1-86450-025-5: 302 pp., £7.99.
Richard Sterling: Vietnam:
ISBN
1-86450-028-X: 254 pp., £6.99.
Bruce Geddes: Mexico: ISBN
1-86450-023-9: 254 pp., £6.99.
Matthew Evans: Italy: ISBN
1-86450-022-0: 303 pp., £7.99.
Travelling has never been the same
since Rough Guides and Lonely Planet quartered the globe. Pitched at the
20–34 age group (what happens at 35?), they do not patronize, and are usually
well-briefed on history and politics as well as sightseeing. Food and cookery
would seem a natural to hive off into its own series, treated in the same
enquiring manner. Here are the first half-dozen of a collection that may
fill a bookcase, though one will take little room in a backpack. There
are (virtually) no recipes, buckets of photos, endless boxes outwith the
main narrative, enough maps, long glossaries, and much information. A truly
useful traveller’s companion, though don’t expect depth.
Michelle Berriedale-Johnson:
Food
Fit for Pharaohs – An Ancient Egyptian Cookbook: British Museum Press,
London, 1999: ISBN 0-7141-1929-6: 64 pp., colour illustrations,
index, h/b, £8.99.
Ancient Egypt is ever popular among
the curious and the children – as are dinosaurs – so recipes would seem
a good wheeze. However, ‘fit for’ is carefully inserted in the title because
there is absolutely nothing to go on (in the recipe field). Dishes, therefore,
are basic Middle Eastern cooking that might well have survived from the
time of the pharoahs. This is, by design, a little book – a handbag or
a satchel present from Bloomsbury.
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