My great-grandfather, his second wife, and their family |
HOW
DINNERS HAVE CHANGED THROUGH THE GENERATIONS
The
following is from the book Everyday
Cookery, Table Talk, and Hints for Laundry
by Juliet Corson, published 1884—about five years before my
great-grandmother married my great-grandfather (added note: Even
though he had a wife and children at home, he fought in the Civil
War—1861-1865, his first wife died in 1888. His second wife—my
great-grandmother—was born in 1862, and they married in 1889.)
THE
DINNER SERVICE.
A
dinner service consists of a covered soup-tureen and ladle and deep
plates for soup, platters and plates for fish and meats, deep covered dishes for vegetables, a gravy-tureen, salad bowl, cheese
tray, sauce-boat, and a pudding dish, with small plates for dessert;
the salad and cheese are usually served with, or directly after the
roast. These sets of dishes can be bought in New York from five
dollars up, according to style and quality. Unless a person is rich
enough to at once replace broken dishes belonging to decorated sets,
plain white dishes are most desirable; they are in perfect taste, and
with a snowy cloth, and clean glassware, they set a table nicely.
AMERICAN
DINNER SERVICE.
A
third form of service, preferred personally, as combining all the
advantages of the two already given, and still preserving the genial
element of individual hospitality, has been considered the most
delightful way of serving a dinner, by many guests.
The
table is laid as for the dinner, it la
Russe, with
the relishes, small sweets, and confectionery; the oysters at each
place; the first course of soup and fish are placed before the host
and hostess, and served by them, the waiters taking up each plate as
it is served, and placing it before the guest; at the same time, with
the fish, passing the potatoes. In the succeeding courses the same
method is fol lowed, until the dessert is reached, the cloth being
cleared from crumbs, and all the glasses except those for water,
champagne, and madeira, sherry, or port; only one of these wines is
taken with dessert. Coffee is served in the drawing-room directly
after dinner; and tea in an hour to the guests
who
remain.
FIRST
COURSE
Oysters
on the Shells.
Consommi.
Salmon, with Shrimp sauce.
Parisienne
Potatoes.
Relishes.
SECOND
COURSE.
Salmi
of
Duck, with Olives. Lobster Salad.
French
Beans. Asparagus with Cream.
Oyster Patties.
Oyster Patties.
Roman
Punch.
THIRD
COURSE.
Roast
Chicken, with Potato Croquettes.
Game
Birds with Salad.
Green
Peas. Cheese Straws.
FOURTH
COURSE
Charlotte
of Strawberries. Orange Croquante.
Panaehie
Jelly
with Fruit.
Confectionery. Candied
Fruit.
Coffee.
How
things are done today, at least in my house.
I
guess the nearest thing to the dinners discussed in the section above
are our Thanksgiving Dinners when the family all gathers,
occasionally along with friends, but our dinners are so different
from what is written about in 1884.
First
of all, instead of white dishes, I always use my Corelle Callaway
dishes (I like the green ivy, and if one of them breaks—which they
almost never do—I just buy a replacement on E-bay). Next, I don’t
use table cloths, so I don’t have to worry about that one. And I
have never had waiters serve in my house, unless that’s what I’m
considered when I jump up and get something that isn’t on the
table. Now onto the menu: We only have one course—everyone grabs
their filled salad bowl and sits at the table where everything else,
besides dessert, has already been set out. Thanksgiving Dinner is
always the same: smoked ribs, brisket (my son does a wonderful job
smoking the meat), stuffed mushrooms, potatoes au gratin, corn,
jalapeno poppers (low-fat and baked, of course), and a salad bar
(after all, not everyone likes the same thing in his or her salad,
and I hate to see them pick out the things they don’t like). As far
as dessert goes, no one wants to even look at that until the Dallas
game half-time, and we usually have Marie Callendar’s Dutch Apple
Pie and vanilla ice cream.
What
kind of dinners do you host? Please share thoughts and memories.
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