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I know, many of you will go "What the???" when you see Mr. Price's face and wonder if I had taken a wrong holiday turn and misplaced a Halloween post ... but you'd be as wrong as I was when I was a kid and heard that Price was an art collector. I thought the idea risible (he was hawking his collection at Sears, after all) but the joke was on me. Mr. Price was a respected collector of fine art as well as a renowned gourmet and host. An invitation to his Hollywood home was much prized -- as was his good humor and charm.
Often, when you see lists of great American cookbooks, his 1965 A Treasury of Great Recipes: Famous Specialties of the World's Foremost Restaurants Adapted for the American Kitchen is on it and with good reason. I got my copy many years ago from my ex's wonderful mother, have loved cooking from it and especially loved looking at the amazing menus and photos that really capture an enviable mid-century lifestyle beautifully.
Not only did he entertain, boy did he know where to eat! The book is a collection of menus and recipes for the great cuisines of the world from all the most famous restaurants of the day... from Paris's Tour d'Argent and England's Woburn Abbey to Chicago's Pump Room and New York's Trader Vics. Thank heavens Vincent Price used his celebrity shamelessly. When he asked for recipes at incredible places, he got them.
Price came from a good deal of St. Louis, Missouri money (his father was president of The National Candy Company and his grandfather invented a popular cream of tartar baking powder). He went to Yale majoring in Art History and was a member of the famous Courtauld Institute at University of London (founded in 1932), one of the premier centers for the teaching of art history in the world (said my friends at Wikipedia). Although he seemed to relish his career in theatre and film (especially in campy horror films), I think he enjoyed the fine art of living even more.
I tried to find where the transition was made from mushrooms to pheasant (my theory is that it's an early mid-20th century American invention to evoke high-style to provincial American clientele) but came up empty. I did find that as late as 1920, a creaky delight by James Lane Allen called "On the Mantelpiece" still referred to mushrooms under glass... the pheasant was a stuffed curiosity perched under a glass bell on a table.
"Who loved the domestic canary, and the owl if perched on a bookcase
And the pheasant With its young and its nest if well arranged on a table-
Served sous cloche like mushrooms."
Ranhofer's pheasant is still sans cloche even though he had done the mushrooms that way in 1894
The pheasant sous cloche preparation is different from the mushroom method in one significant way. The mushrooms are cooked inside the cloche, keeping all of the precious aromas within the glass until the moment the fortunate diner removes the lid. The pheasant is prepared beforehand and then the finished product is covered -- but the effect is the same -- the diner will open the lid and enjoy the dizzying aromas of truffles, cognac and Madeira in a potent blast of scent not unlike today's magic pillows of fragrance created by gastro-geniuses like Grant Achatz.
I read a charming 2001 article by Jonathan Reynolds in the NYT's in which Reynolds recalled eating pheasant under glass as a youth on an outing with an elegant uncle at The Westbury Hotel in NYC in the 50s (I am guessing -- he wasn't clear on the year). I believe this was the heyday of the dish. I remember films of the 30s and 40s always made pheasant under glass seem like the sine qua non of cuisine (funny I always remember it being ordered but never arriving!). By the time I was old enough to enjoy it, it had gone the way of the dinosaurs but I have always wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Everyone in old black and white movies ordered pheasant under glass at fancy soirees... me too, please!
I based my recipe on the Jonathan Reynold's version principally, and it is similar to one from the Greenbriar Hotel in WV (how long ago it was on the menu, I do not know) but added the truffle because I think it is essential for the effect to work properly. Morels are great but they don't knock you off your feet like the scent of a truffle does, Vincent knew best on that one (although I remember tasting truffles in a sauce as a kid in a fancy joint and they tasted like dirt... I think they were from a jar... blech!, I wonder if Antoines were the real deal?). I did love the Antoine's toast with pheasant liver idea so threw that in since it is a classic French technique when serving game birds. The Antoine's sauce wasn't my cup of tea but I've included it for you to decide which you like. All and all, great dish and a real show stopper if you have cloches (I used the top from a cake stand). I can imagine the Pricean glee when young Vincent enjoyed the ceremony at Antoines nearly 70 years ago, bathing his famous face in the celestial steam to enjoy it to its fullest.
Oh yes, I got my pheasant from D'Artagnan and it was raised in NJ!!! If you have never had raised pheasant, it is mild and like chicken and not dark like duck... every so slightly pink is the ideal degree of doneness. The wild version is darker but equally superb! I have another recipe for it that is related, but with foie gras and truffles called Pheasant Souvaroff
http://lostpastremembered.blogspot.com.au/2010/12/vincent-price-and-pheasant-under-glass.html
Often, when you see lists of great American cookbooks, his 1965 A Treasury of Great Recipes: Famous Specialties of the World's Foremost Restaurants Adapted for the American Kitchen is on it and with good reason. I got my copy many years ago from my ex's wonderful mother, have loved cooking from it and especially loved looking at the amazing menus and photos that really capture an enviable mid-century lifestyle beautifully.
Not only did he entertain, boy did he know where to eat! The book is a collection of menus and recipes for the great cuisines of the world from all the most famous restaurants of the day... from Paris's Tour d'Argent and England's Woburn Abbey to Chicago's Pump Room and New York's Trader Vics. Thank heavens Vincent Price used his celebrity shamelessly. When he asked for recipes at incredible places, he got them.
Price came from a good deal of St. Louis, Missouri money (his father was president of The National Candy Company and his grandfather invented a popular cream of tartar baking powder). He went to Yale majoring in Art History and was a member of the famous Courtauld Institute at University of London (founded in 1932), one of the premier centers for the teaching of art history in the world (said my friends at Wikipedia). Although he seemed to relish his career in theatre and film (especially in campy horror films), I think he enjoyed the fine art of living even more.
I tried to find where the transition was made from mushrooms to pheasant (my theory is that it's an early mid-20th century American invention to evoke high-style to provincial American clientele) but came up empty. I did find that as late as 1920, a creaky delight by James Lane Allen called "On the Mantelpiece" still referred to mushrooms under glass... the pheasant was a stuffed curiosity perched under a glass bell on a table.
"Who loved the domestic canary, and the owl if perched on a bookcase
And the pheasant With its young and its nest if well arranged on a table-
Served sous cloche like mushrooms."
Ranhofer's pheasant is still sans cloche even though he had done the mushrooms that way in 1894
The pheasant sous cloche preparation is different from the mushroom method in one significant way. The mushrooms are cooked inside the cloche, keeping all of the precious aromas within the glass until the moment the fortunate diner removes the lid. The pheasant is prepared beforehand and then the finished product is covered -- but the effect is the same -- the diner will open the lid and enjoy the dizzying aromas of truffles, cognac and Madeira in a potent blast of scent not unlike today's magic pillows of fragrance created by gastro-geniuses like Grant Achatz.
I read a charming 2001 article by Jonathan Reynolds in the NYT's in which Reynolds recalled eating pheasant under glass as a youth on an outing with an elegant uncle at The Westbury Hotel in NYC in the 50s (I am guessing -- he wasn't clear on the year). I believe this was the heyday of the dish. I remember films of the 30s and 40s always made pheasant under glass seem like the sine qua non of cuisine (funny I always remember it being ordered but never arriving!). By the time I was old enough to enjoy it, it had gone the way of the dinosaurs but I have always wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Everyone in old black and white movies ordered pheasant under glass at fancy soirees... me too, please!
I based my recipe on the Jonathan Reynold's version principally, and it is similar to one from the Greenbriar Hotel in WV (how long ago it was on the menu, I do not know) but added the truffle because I think it is essential for the effect to work properly. Morels are great but they don't knock you off your feet like the scent of a truffle does, Vincent knew best on that one (although I remember tasting truffles in a sauce as a kid in a fancy joint and they tasted like dirt... I think they were from a jar... blech!, I wonder if Antoines were the real deal?). I did love the Antoine's toast with pheasant liver idea so threw that in since it is a classic French technique when serving game birds. The Antoine's sauce wasn't my cup of tea but I've included it for you to decide which you like. All and all, great dish and a real show stopper if you have cloches (I used the top from a cake stand). I can imagine the Pricean glee when young Vincent enjoyed the ceremony at Antoines nearly 70 years ago, bathing his famous face in the celestial steam to enjoy it to its fullest.
Oh yes, I got my pheasant from D'Artagnan and it was raised in NJ!!! If you have never had raised pheasant, it is mild and like chicken and not dark like duck... every so slightly pink is the ideal degree of doneness. The wild version is darker but equally superb! I have another recipe for it that is related, but with foie gras and truffles called Pheasant Souvaroff
http://lostpastremembered.blogspot.com.au/2010/12/vincent-price-and-pheasant-under-glass.html