The Epicurean
A Treatise on the Culinary Art — Charles Ranhofer of Delmonico’s — 1894
No. 2188

Saddle of Venison a la Morton

Selle de Chevreuil a la Morton

Pare, lard and roast a saddle of venison; as soon as it is done cut off the tenderloin and replace it without deforming the meat, then pour over a little gravy (No. 404) and garnish around with macaroni croquettes, glazed turnips, fried Jerusalem artichokes, boiled white beans and boiled potato balls three-quarters of an inch in size; serve currant jelly apart, also a poivrade sauce (No. 522) having a little Worcestershire added and the whole stirred with some maitre d'hotel butter (No. 581), when ready to serve.

For the Modern Kitchen

Ranhofer writes for a brigade that already has stock, poivrade and maître d'hôtel butter standing by, and he assumes a cook who can lard a saddle blind. The dish is straightforward once you supply what he leaves unsaid.

A Little History

The Epicurean (1894) is Charles Ranhofer's record of thirty-odd years as chef at Delmonico's in New York, and its game chapter reflects a period when venison was still a restaurant luxury rather than a farmed commodity. The French title uses chevreuil, roe deer, the standard European game animal; what actually came into the Delmonico's kitchen is not recorded. Dishes in the book carrying a surname — Morton, MacMahon, and dozens of others in the surrounding numbers — are usually assumed to have been named for patrons, public figures or occasions the restaurant wished to mark, and Ranhofer rarely explains which, so the identity behind this one is not documented in the text. The accompaniments are entirely orthodox for the period: currant jelly served apart with venison is often said to be an English habit that crossed into American fine dining, and it stayed in American fine dining well into the twentieth century, while poivrade is the classic French game sauce, its sharpness meant to cut meat that was often hung long and tasted strongly of it. The splash of Worcestershire is a small Anglo-American liberty taken with a French sauce, and typical of the way Ranhofer's kitchen adapted to New York tastes.