The Epicurean
A Treatise on the Culinary Art — Charles Ranhofer of Delmonico’s — 1894
No. 1852

Chicken Fillets or Breasts a la Princiere

Filets ou Ailes de Poulet a la Princiere

Choose six well-cleansed chickens, each one to weigh a pound and three-quarters to two pounds; remove the large fillets leaving the pinion on, with the bone kept rather long; lift off the minion fillets, also suppress the large filets' skin and the thin skin covering the minions; dip the latter in egg-whites, then roll in very finely chopped pistachios, previously run through a sieve; twist them around the finger to form a circle and place them in a buttered sautoir; cover with a sheet of buttered paper and poach just when ready to serve only; this will take but five minutes on a moderate fire. Chop the surface of the large fillet without misshaping it whatever, season with salt, pepper, and nutmeg, then cover over with chicken forcemeat and dredge or throw over finely chopped truffles, lay these in a buttered sautoir, shaping them all alike, six with the pinions on the right and six with the pinions on the left, then cook in a slack oven. When done remove and run a ring cut from beef tongue a quarter of an inch thick on the pinion bone and decorate this also with a frill (No. 10). Dress crown-shaped filling in the interior with a garnishing composed of cocks'-combs and kidneys, also slices of foies-gras, the whole combined with supreme sauce (No. 547). Poach the minion fillets and dress them around, serving with a sauce-boatful of the supreme sauce.

For the Modern Kitchen

Ranhofer is writing for a Delmonico's brigade with a butcher upstream and a garnish larder on hand. The dish is entirely achievable at home once you translate the vocabulary and accept a simpler garnish.

A Little History

Charles Ranhofer's The Epicurean (1894) records the kitchen he ran at Delmonico's in New York for over thirty years, and this entry sits in a long run of near-identical breast dishes — à la Primatice before it, à la Sadi-Carnot after — that differ mainly in their coating, garnish and dedication. That naming habit is the point: a restaurant of that rank was expected to produce a dish honoring a head of state, a patron or a painter, whether or not the honoree ever set foot in the room, and the underlying technique of poached suprêmes with forcemeat, truffle and supreme sauce could be redressed indefinitely. Princière simply means princely, a grade-marker rather than a reference to any particular person. The bare frenched wing bone with its tongue ring and paper frill belongs to the era when food left the kitchen on silver platters to be carved and served in the room, and needed to read well from several feet away.