Saturday, June 30, 2012

Weekend Cooking: Food Science

My Weekend Cooking post this week is a quote from A Red Herring Without Mustard, which is the third book in the Flavia de Luce series by Alan Bradley. The quote comes from pages 153-154:

Ten minutes later I was back with a bowl of food nicked from the pantry.

" Follow me," I said. "Next door."

Porcelain looked round wide-eyed as we enter my chemical laboratory. "What is this place? Are we supposed to be in here?"

"Of course we are," I told her. "It's where I do my experiments."

"Like magic?" she asked, glancing around at the glassware.

"Yes," I said. "Like magic. Now then, you take these...."

She jumped at the pop of the Bunsen burner as I put a match to it.

"Hold them over the flame," I said, handing her a couple of bangers and a pair of nickel-plated tube clamps. "Not too close - it's exceedingly hot."

I broke six eggs into a borosilicate evaporating dish and stirred them with a glass rod over a second burner. Almost immediately the laboratory was filled with mouthwatering aromas.

"Now for toast," I said. "You can do two slices at a time," I said. "Use the tongs again. Do both sides, then turn them inside out."

By necessity, I had become quite an accomplished laboratory chef. Once, just recently, when Father had banished me to my room, I had even made myself a spotted dick by steaming suet from the larder in a wide-neck Erlenmeyer flask. And because water boils at only 212 degrees Fahrenheit, while nylon doesn't melt until it is heated to 417 degrees, I had verified my theory that one of Feely's precious stockings would make a perfect pudding bag.

If there's anything more delicious than a sausage roasted over an open Bunsen burner, I can't imagine what it might be - unless it's the feeling of freedom that comes of eating it with the bare fingers and letting the fat fall where it may. Porcelain and I tore into our food like cannibals after a missionary famine, and before long there was nothing left but crumbs.

As two cups of water came to the boil in a glass beaker, I took down from the shelf where it was kept, alphabetically, between the arsenic and the cyanide, an apothecary jar marked Camellia sinensis.

"Don't worry," I said. "It's only tea."



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18 comments:

  1. Don't worry, it's only tea! LOL. Don't you just love Flavia?? I haven't read this one yet.

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  2. I love this series! And I love the image of fat dripping onto her work table as she noisily sucks a Bunsen-burner charred sausage.

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  3. Laboratory Chef, I love it! This sounds like a fun read judging from the quote.

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  4. Great quote! Love the alphabetically arranged jars. Must check out the series :).

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    1. I used to organise my books alphabetically but never anything in the kitchen.

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  5. I haven't read this series yet but it sounds like something I would like. I will have to try it.

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  6. Sounds interesting. Have a super week

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  7. This is my next in this series. Such a wonderful passage, i can imagine her doing this and even smell it. yummy.

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    1. It certainly fits the character of Flavia perfectly!

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  8. What fun! And I knew Camellia sinensis -- I'm a big fan of camellias, both ornamental and for tea.

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    1. I can't say that I have ever drunk camellia tea!

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  9. I've read two of the Flavia books, but not this one yet. I enjoy how you tied it into Weekend Cooking- very clever!

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    1. I often do quotes from books! I don't cook enough to do recipes all the time!

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