Saturday, January 26, 2008

Just Desserts

Had a most wonderful night of desserts - and I mean heavenly desserts... Tapas to be exact - so almost every conceivable desserts available in the restaurant, in bite sizes. I ate them all, with some good friends, and blamed them for it - how nicely convenient :)

The English word "dessert" comes from the French verb "desservir", meaning "to clear away" (to be thorough, it also means "to do a disservice to" and to serve in a transporation sense.)

Many people think that "in the good old days", every meal ended with dessert. That, however, was actually a very narrow period of history starting in the mid-1800s on, when people could provide it because they could afford it regularly, either because they were well-off in the Old World or because the abundance of the New World was making everyone a "king" at his own table. Then at the end of the 1900s, dessert started disappearing again as an expected part of meals. People no longer needed the extra food energy for a trip back outside after the meal to finish bringing in the hay, and in fact, they began looking for ways to reduce food energy intake. And, people were jaded by the concept. It was no longer special.

The concept of dessert only became possible when European cooking started to think of a clear divide between savoury and sweet food. The final course of a meal started to approach what we think of as "dessert" amongst the very wealthy in the 1700s in France, who would serve cheeses and meat pâtés, but also fruit, and pastries. Rich hostesses would lay out visually awe-inspiring dessert tables. Then, starting in the mid-1800s, a newly-created middle-class in Europe and in the New Worlds had a significant population of women who had the time to make dessert: they didn't have to work, because their husband brought in enough income, and thanks to the decreasing cost of sugar, they had affordable access to a key ingredient for a sweet course to finish off their meals.

Still, dessert was a "big deal". It took money and work to make it, amidst all the other kitchen chores. Bakeries were for the well-off, or very special, "count them on your one hand", treats of a lifetime. When children were told that they were about to behave themselves out of dessert, it actually meant something to them. Fruit was reserved for desserts. It was a big treat, as most fruits only appeared on the table a few times a year when it was in season. Apples were a godsend, as they were one of the few fruits that could be stored in an ordinary root-cellar.

The overabundance of desserts, available any time of day, even when not at a table, started in the mid 1900s, and picked up steam in the 1970s and 1980s. Now, people look at a restaurant's dessert menu, and yawn at items such as cheesecake, Crème Brulée, tiramisu and Death-By-Chocolate cake. Dessert has become such a "maybe, maybe not" afterthought, that many restaurants now have even surrendered in the desserts department and just outsourced them.

There are two worlds of desserts, though: homey and fine-art. The fine-art class of desserts is a skill you have to work on and hone over the years, and requires additional kitchen tools to tackle the steps involved properly. But, a rustic looking, down-to-earth made-from-scratch apple pie may end up being more visually impressive, if only because of the novelty of it, and the look of genuine authenticity.

Sweet desserts are generally based on pastry or milk. They can be made with fruits, even vegetables: carrots and beets are right up there as the sweetest of vegetables, which is why they appear in some dessert recipes - like carrotcake.

Sometimes a savoury item is served for dessert - such as cheese. People tend, though, to call this a "cheese course", because the word "dessert" is now strongly associated with sweets.


little miss happy said...

it must be the coming of the Spring season ... how else do you explain the song, the poem, the retreat and now the dessert.

TheHoopoe said...

little miss happy,

yet again, another pseudonym...

"Spring Fever" - Elvis Presley

A little bird, he told me so
He said come on, get on the go
Open your eyes the sky is full of butterflies
The blossoms on the trees stir up the honey bees
Spring makes my fever right

Mashood Al-Buaya said...

Balik-balik aku yang kena.....