... reviving weird old food and figuring out what should be brought back
Meg Favreau writes, "I thought you guys might be interested in
this column
I've been writing for the last year-ish -- I scour old cookbooks for
once-popular recipes that have fallen out of favor, explore the (often
weird) history of the food, and provide a recipe. Favorites include
Welsh rarebit
(the OG bachelor food, cooked in proto-microwave chafing dishes, and
known for causing dreams so batshit that Little Nemo creator Winsor
McCay did a long-running strip just about rarebit nightmares), beef tea
(the chicken soup of its day, which tastes like hamburger water in the
best way), and a Halloween about a booklet that juxtaposes candy recipes
with testimonials about feminine ills (That ended up being posted on
Table Matters' non-food sister site).
And if the chafing dish is the lady, Welsh rarebit is its lord. The
Bachelor and the Chafing Dish actually says exactly that, describing,
“toasted or cooked cheese” – the base of rarebits – as “the king of the
chafing-dish.” 1900′s The Bachelor Book, meanwhile, notes that Welsh
rarebit is an excellent after-theater food, and says this about serving
the rarebit in perfect bachelor style:
If there is one bachelor there should be one pretty girl, two
bachelors, two pretty girls, ad infinitum, to say nothing about the
chaperone, who may be pretty or ugly so long as she is shortsighted and
harmonizes with your decorations.
But having an excuse to hang out with pretty ladies (“Hey baby, wanna
come back to mine for some hot cheese sauce?”) isn’t the only reason why
Welsh rarebit was eaten as an evening food. See, Welsh rarebit was
traditionally served as what Taco Bell has tried to tactfully call
FourthMeal – late-night drunk food. It has all the hallmarks of today’s
post-bender eats – cheesy, fatty, with plenty of bread to soak up the
booze. (OK, I don’t think that actually works, but it’s what I’ve tried
to convince myself was happening every time I’ve had a misguided
late-night burger.) What’s interesting about Welsh rarebit’s typical
late-evening consumption, though, is that the dish is also supposed to
induce absolutely batpoop-crazy dreams.
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