So I’m working on a recipe from 1832 called “Apple Poupeton” and trying to find out what the hell a “poupeton” is. The online dictionaries all say it is “a puppet, or small baby” which is weird enough, then that it is “obs.” which I sure hope means “obsolete” as we trust that small babies are not yet classed as obscene, although in the case of puppets one can never be certain. But then one more hit comes up, which we present to you here as we haven’t had any recipes lately. Let this serve as much as a warning of the bizarrities of computerized translators as a possible food item:

Poupeton of zucchini flowers :

4 zucchini flowers
160 gr. of cream pâtissière
260 gr. of cutters of Carros
butter

Poêler cutters with butter then to drain them. To cold mix to the pâtissière then to stuff the flowers. To cook with the vapor. To disencumber. To reserve.

Soup frozen with the white chocolate:
milk 1l
6 egg yolks
100 sugar gr.
250 white chocolate gr.
250 gr. of fresh cream
100 gr. of Cointreau

To boil to lait. Blanchir it yellows and sugar. To cook with the tablecloth like English then to pour on the crushed white chocolate. To mix and add the fresh cream and Cointreau. To reserve for the expenses.

Raising and completion :
In a soup plate, to ring a brunoise cutters of Carros related to the honey of accacia, to deposit above a stuffed zucchini flower. To pour the soup frozen with the white chocolate then quenelle of ice violet.
To accompany this dessert by crusty arlette (expert swordsman of feuilletage sweetened and caramelized).

Freeze with the violet :
1 milk L
6 egg yolks
½ L of cream
200 sugar gr.
160 gr. of trimoline
380 gr. of crystallized of violet

To boil milk. To bleach the yellows and sugar and the trimoline. To cook with the tablecloth like English. To cool the whole on ice. Then to incorporate crystallized violet and to put to harness.

Go forth, me hearties, “to cook with the tablecloth like English!” And may you always put to harness your expert swordsman of feuilletage, sweetened and carmelized.

Damn. If it ain’t dirty it sure ought to be.