The Epicurean
A Treatise on the Culinary Art — Charles Ranhofer of Delmonico’s — 1894
No. 1501

Veal Cutlets, Maitre d'Hotel

Cotelettes de Veau Maitre d'Hotel

Cut six eutlets from a rack rather thick and straight, each one having one rib bone; cut the chain bone so as to detach the meat; suppress all the skin covering the fat and shorten the bone on the spine end, beat down the cutlets, not too thin, with a damp cleaver on a slightly wet table; scrape the rib bone toward the top where the frill is placed; round and pare the meat of the cutlet; season with salt, coat over with oil or melted butter; range them on a broiler, and broil them on a moderate fire for sixteen to eighteen minutes, turning them over at the end of eight or nine minutes. Lay them on a dish, glaze over with a brush, trim the handles with a paper frill (No. 10) and dress them crown-shaped on the serving dish with a layer of maitre d'hotel butter (No. 581) between each one. For plain serve the above with a clear gravy (No. 404).

For the Modern Kitchen

A plain broiled veal rib chop dressed with parsley-lemon butter, written for a kitchen that had a butcher, a charcoal broiler and a stockpot of reduced veal glaze on hand. Almost all the work is in the butchering.

A Little History

This is No. 1501 of Charles Ranhofer's The Epicurean (1894), the enormous compendium he assembled from his years as chef at Delmonico's in New York. The book is organised as a professional reference rather than a domestic cookbook, which is why the instructions read as cross-references — the maitre d'hotel butter, the paper frill and the clear gravy all live at their own numbers elsewhere in the volume, and the cook is expected to have them ready. Maitre d'hotel butter is generally traced to early nineteenth-century French practice; the usual explanation of the name, that it belonged to the steward who could finish a dish at the sideboard without a stove, is traditional rather than documented. Either way it was a standard dressing for grilled meats: it supplied fat, acid and greenness in a single cold slice. Veal held a higher place on American restaurant menus then than it does now, and a rack broken down into individual frenched cutlets, crowned on a platter with frills, was as much a piece of table architecture as it was dinner.