The Epicurean
A Treatise on the Culinary Art — Charles Ranhofer of Delmonico’s — 1894
No. 240

Consomme a la Remusat

Consomme a la Remusat

Mince up fine one small white onion, one carrot and one turnip, half a celery-knob, and the white part of a leek; fry these very slowly with some butter, season, and moisten with a little broth, then cook them covered, letting the liquid fall several times to a glaze, and until the vegetables are well done; press them through a tammy, and put this puree into a bowl. For one pint, add ten raw egg-yolks and one whole one, half a pint of cream, a pinch of sugar, salt and nutmeg; pour this preparation into buttered timbale molds (No. 4, Fig. 137) and poach by putting them into a stewpan with boiling water to half their height. When done cut each timbale in two through the center crossways and place them in a vegetable dish with some small chicken forcemeat quenelles, colored white, red and green, and pushed through a cornet on a baking sheet into the shape of beads, a quarter of an inch in diameter, having the same quantity of each color, and poach them in boiling salted water; drain them, and add them to the slices of timbale; serve separately and at the same time a soup tureen of chicken consomme.

For the Modern Kitchen

This is a garnish recipe more than a soup: a dense vegetable royale, cut and floated in clear chicken consommé alongside three-colored quenelle beads. The consommé itself is assumed to be on hand.

A Little History

The Epicurean (1894) is Charles Ranhofer's record of some thirty years as chef at Delmonico's in New York, and this entry sits in a long run of consommés distinguished from one another almost entirely by their garnish — printanier, royale, à la Rémusat and dozens more. The Rémusat name is generally taken to honor the French family of that name, most prominently the memoirist Claire de Rémusat and her son Charles, the nineteenth-century statesman; like most such dedications in the grand repertoire it commemorates a patron or a personage rather than a place or a technique, and the recipe would have been recognizable to any French-trained kitchen as a royale with a beaded quenelle garnish. The labor is the real signature: pressing vegetables through a tammy, piping hundreds of quarter-inch beads in three colors in equal quantity, and slicing set custards crossways all presume a brigade of cooks and a clientele that would notice.