The Epicurean
A Treatise on the Culinary Art — Charles Ranhofer of Delmonico’s — 1894
No. 2815

Purslain, Green or Golden a la Barbancon

Pourpier Vert ou Dore a la Barbancon

Clean three pounds of the golden purslain; blanch in salted boiling water, drain and finish cooking in some good blond veal stock (No. 423), thickening with a little kneaded butter (No. 579), and adding four ounces of lean cooked ham cut in squares. Dish it up and garnish around with small tartlets prepared in the following manner: Cook some of the purslain in salted water after it has been cleaned; drain and press out all the liquid, then fry it in butter, season and add bred-crumbs and raw egg-yolks. Line some round tartlet molds with thin puff paste (No. 146), fill them with the preparation, strew over grated parmesan and cook in a moderate oven; turn them out to range around the purslain, laying between each one a small marinated purslain stalk dipped in light frying batter (No. 137) and fried to a fine color.

For the Modern Kitchen

Ranhofer assumes a brigade and a stockpot already going; the dish is really two preparations, a buttered stew of purslane and a ring of cheese tartlets made from the same green. Everything hinges on not overcooking the leaves, which collapse to slime if pushed.

A Little History

Charles Ranhofer's The Epicurean (1894) records the kitchen of Delmonico's in New York, and its vegetable chapters are a useful reminder of how much wider the American market garden once was. Purslane, a succulent that grows as a weed across most of the temperate world, was a normal salad and pot-herb in Europe and colonial America long before it was written off as something to pull out of the path; it appears in seventeenth- and eighteenth-century seed lists and kitchen gardens, and the golden form was grown specifically for the table. The name "à la Barbancon" belongs to the vast nineteenth-century vocabulary of garnish names in French professional cooking, generally traced to noble houses or diners rather than to any technique, and like most of them it signals a fixed presentation — here the ring of tartlets and the fried stalks — rather than a flavor. That a plate of purslane merited puff-paste tartlets and parmesan tells you plainly how Delmonico's treated vegetables: never plain, always dressed for the dining room.