Anchovy Toast
From The bachelor and the chafing dish, 1895
Serve immediately after preparation.
Presented as published in 1895. Historical recipes may not meet modern food-safety standards. Cook from the modern interpretation below, not the original instructions.
A modern interpretation · AI-generated from the original record
Ingredients
Method
Nutrition per serving
1334Calories
16 gProtein
25 gCarbs
101 gFat
Full nutrition (34 nutrients)
Calories1334 kcal
Protein16 g
Carbohydrates25 g
Fiber0 g
Sugars14 g
Total Fat101 g
Saturated Fat54 g
Monounsaturated Fat25 g
Polyunsaturated Fat2.9 g
Cholesterol976 mg
Sodium85 mg
Potassium304 mg
Calcium243 mg
Iron1.9 mg
Magnesium20 mg
Phosphorus403 mg
Zinc2.1 mg
Copper0.1 mg
Manganese0.1 mg
Vitamin D3.7 mcg
Vitamin C0 mg
Vitamin A259 mcg
Vitamin E1.8 mg
Vitamin K6.1 mcg
Vitamin B60.3 mg
Vitamin B121.3 mcg
Thiamin (B1)0.2 mg
Riboflavin (B2)0.4 mg
Niacin (B3)0.2 mg
Folate99 mcg
Choline558 mg
Caffeine0 mg
Alcohol37 g
Water364 g
As published
This recipe was extracted from The bachelor and the chafing dish (1895) by Deshler Welch, page 7. The excerpt below is the record exactly as published.
the yolks of four eggs with half a pint of cream, and thicken this for 22 The Bachelor and the Chafing-dish. a few moments in your chafing-dish, without letting it come to a boil. Arrange your small pieces of toast into a little pyramid and pour this over it. Then you’ll want something else to eat after- ward ! ” “ The Invalid’s Tray ” is worth talk- ing about. I have a literary chum who got ill simply because he didn’t eat enough ! He had the funniest little “den” in town. It wasn’t -much more than ten feet square, and Harry slept there, wrote there, and had long chummy talks with me when we both ought to have been in bed hours ago. He would begin his day of work on a boiled egg, a cup of coffee, and a loaf of “ home made.” He would keep his larder in a soap box fastened on the ledge of the window outside, and respectfully called it his refrig- erator. He paid about two dollars a week for his quarters, and laid other dollars by in the bank. During the day he would forget himself in his novel- ettes, verses, and “ pot boilers ” generally until it got too late to get lunch. He would dine around the corner at a dyspeptic table d'hote , and regale me after- wards with the astounding menu, including wine, for fifty cents ! He had the most wonderful system for his literary business. He could lay his hands on any subject as soon as he thought about it, by referring to the contents of a tin cigarette box, and he kept a lot of these little boxes, all duly labelled, in vari- 24 The Bachelor and the Chafing-dish. ous corners of the room. It used to cheer me up a great deal to have an old-fashioned talk with Harry. I would come away feeling that if I wanted to obtain the earth all I had to do was to think that it was perfectly possible. He gave me so many tips ! And he had such clever, original ideas ! If you’d go to him and tell him your painful story about unrequited love, it would seem the simplest thing imaginable, after you had laid it all before him and got his advice, to win the girl by simply turning your hand over, as it were. Every once in a while, when literary work began to be financially slow, Harry would accept some theatrical engagement. He was a first-rate actor of the Wyndham type, and had been brought up in the atmosphere of the greenroom. But he seemed singularly unambitious in that direction, and would only speak of it as “ going on simply to help mat- ters.” On such occasions he would dine around like the veritable lord I had come to dub him. It was after one of these periods of extravagance that Harry “took ill.” After seriously diagnosing his case, I came to the conclusion that it was all because of his stomach. Then I insisted upon treating him as an invalid, and suggested certain things for him accordingly. The first really tempt- The Lord Harry . 25 ing dish I gave him was “ Crofite clams,” then a “ Billy Deutsch ragout,” and very frequently a “ Bill Traver’s cocktail.” There was a seductive sound about the latter that caused Harry to look anxiously waiting when I first mentioned it. But it was nothing but very hot water. But the thing that really saved Harry’s life (and it helped me a good bit, too) was a brandy mixture. He liked it so well that he thought it ought to be printed in some way for the good of other poor devils in distress. So here it is : Mix a gill of brandy and a gill of cinnamon water, yolks of two eggs, half an ounce of powdered sugar, two drops of oil of cinnamon
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