The Epicurean
A Treatise on the Culinary Art — Charles Ranhofer of Delmonico’s — 1894
No. 1213

Pike Perch or Wall Eyed Pike a la Durance

Sandre a la Durance

Split a one-pound pike perch in two, through the middle of the back, and take out the spinal bone lay this boned fish on a buttered dish and moisten with mushroom stock, and white wine; season with salt and pepper, laying small pieces of butter on top; let boil up once, then place the dish in the oven covered with another smaller one, and cook for fifteen minutes; drain off the stock, thicken it with a little butter mixed with an equal quantity of flour (Kneaded butter). Dress the fish, strain the sauce through a tammy, and when ready to serve add to it a good sized piece of butter, the juice of a lemon, and fine herbs. Cover over with a third part of the sauce, and garnish around with the following smelt fillets: Place fillets of smelts on a table to season; cover the cut sides with a layer of raw fish forcemeat (No. 76), mixed with chopped mushrooms, fold over the fillets so that the forcemeat is enclosed, then roll them in flour and dip in beaten eggs; plunge a few at the time into very hot frying fat to become a fine color, while cooking, then drain and salt. Dress these around the fish, serving the remainder of the sauce in a separate sauce-boat.

For the Modern Kitchen

A braise à l'étuvée in all but name: the fish cooks in a shallow buttered dish under an inverted second dish, and its own liquor becomes the sauce. Everything hinges on not overcooking a one-pound fish.

A Little History

Charles Ranhofer ran the kitchen at Delmonico's in New York, and The Epicurean (1894) is essentially that restaurant's working repertoire set down at length. "Sandre" is the French name for zander, the European pike-perch; American cooks reading the book would have used walleye, which is close enough in flesh and firmness that Ranhofer treats them as one fish throughout this section. The Durance is a river in Provence, and garnish names of this sort in nineteenth-century French cooking were often decorative rather than strictly regional — a way of distinguishing one buttered white-wine treatment of a fish from the dozen others in the same chapter. What dates the dish is not the fish but the structure: a small braise, a liquor thickened with beurre manié and mounted with more butter, and a border of fried stuffed smelts made from a second forcemeat entirely. That layering of one preparation around another is the mark of a brigade kitchen with cooks to spare.