|TOMATA CATCHUP. - Take a peck of large ripe tomatas.* Having cut a slit in each, put them in a large preserving-kettle, and boil them half an hour. Then take them out, and press and strain the pulp through a hair sieve.† Put it back into the kettle, and add an ounce of salt, an ounce of powdered mace, half an ounce of powdered cloves, the same of cayenne pepper, and eight table-spoonfuls of ground mustard‡. Mix the seasoning with the tomata pulp; let it boil slowly during four hours. Then take it out of the kettle, and let it stand till next day, in an uncovered tureen. When cold, stir into it one pint of the best cider vinegar. Put it into clean bottles, and seal the corks. It will be found excellent for flavouring stews, hashes, fish-sauce, &c.|
*1 peck of tomatas is about 10-12 pounds according to some quick searching.
†We had mixed results with that, see below...
‡Having only 8½ pounds of tomatas and therefore about two thirds of a peck, we used this much of everything else:
⅔ tsp. black pepper
⅔ tsp. cayenne pepper
5 tbsp. + 1 tsp. dry mustard
2 tbsp. + 2 tsp. mace
2 tbsp. + 1 tsp. cloves
1 tbsp. + 1 tsp. salt
1⅓ c. cider vinegar
I'm getting a kick out of her ending tomato with an "a." Given she was from the northeast, do you think she rhymed "tomato" with "beta"?
Anyway, I regularly get my produce from the reduced shelf at the store. Usually getting this many tomatoes would be expensive, but since I got these from the iffy produce rack, they were stupendously marked down! I cleaned the shelf.
|I don't care if something's growing in them, this'll be boiling well after it's dead.|
I had no idea how many tomatoes were in a peck, but this has to be enough. Having borrowed a sieve for the first part of the instructions and found two abandoned stewpots in the kitchen, we were completely set!
Having weighed them on one of the store's produce scales before checkout, there were 8½ pounds or so. Having looked online, a peck of tomatoes is somewhere between 10 and 12. Therefore, we're making two thirds of the recipe.
|This is what boiling tomatoes does to them.|
While they were boiling in the skins, I realized a lot of these spices were in ounces and I don't have a scale. Why some of them are by weight and some by spoons I have no idea. However, it might behoove me to figure out how much of what I'm going to add to the pot fairly soon. Fortunately, this ounces-to-spoons table turned up, so some middle-of-the-night math yielded the amounts I ended up using.
|Some of the tomatoes came out looking absolutely no different.|
Having smushed the tomatoes through the sieve into the only thing we had to hold a sieve over, we had the bottom of a casserole's worth of tomato juice.
|That's hardly for all the tomatoes that went in.|
Having brought in someone's rice cooker to hold what wouldn't go through, we had this much leavings. Look at it! Despite smashing it at the wires, it leaked out juice afterward!
Clearly, we would need to try something else. Plan B was a blender someone left out:
However, this refused to go through the sieve too. Incidentally, in addition to the sieving being a waste of time, I had to powerwash the sieve in the shower to get the last embedded tomato pieces out. I never thought I'd be glad for the "flay yourself alive" setting erroneously labeled "massage."
There must be a better method than mashing at things with a wooden spoon to force them through, which brings us to plan C. A common method for thoroughly juicing things is to wring them through cheesecloth, which I don't have. However, I do have T-shirts I don't really like.
|If you get the cloth wet first, it won't soak up everything you're trying to squeeze out.|
About fifteen minutes of squeezing and twisting...
...only this much tomato remained.
Since it was still kinda damp, I thought trying it in something made of thinner cloth might work even better. It ruptured and squirted tomato across the kitchen.
I thought about saving the pulp for something, but it was pretty tasteless. Therefore, on with the ketchup! Sometimes I veer off of the ingredients list or alter the amounts, but for this I didn't. I have no idea how this is supposed to work, so I stuck to the measurements. If this goes wrong, it's all Miss Leslie's fault. That's what I told myself when I put an ungodly amount of dry mustard into the pot, at any rate.
I had to chase down mustard globules and smash them apart with the spoon.
I tried some of the juice and it was bitter and nasty. Hopefully it would get sweeter as it slowly boiled for 4(!) hours. Whatever. I was already going to be awake; I had an essay to write anyway.
...or so I thought. It looked like this after two.
By now it surely would have lost its nasty bitterness and pungency, right? Wrong!
Since it was already incredibly bitter and nasty anyway, there was no reason not to make it violently sour as well by dumping in an unspeakable amount of cider vinegar. Incredibly, it tasted a lot sweeter once a good-sized cupful or so was in. I later found out that vinegar counteracts mustard just like milk makes hot peppers stop burning you. (That's why the mustard in Chinese restaurants scorches your tongue- it's made with water and not vinegar.)
Let's analyze the results of what we hath wrought. The first thing you notice is it's really brown. I was expecting something this color:
Having tasted a tiny drop on my finger, I got the idea this would be tasty.
|This is why you watch for what's on manager's special, everybody!|
Yes, I took a steak practically bigger than my griddle and cooked it in ketchup. It was amazing. A-plus, would do again, will totally watch for tomatoes to go on sale just to have this.
So let's get this out of the way: This is not going to taste good squirted all over French fries. It is not ketchup as we would expect. However, it is a really good, sharp steak sauce- delicious if used with a light hand, nice if added to soups (as the recipe says), and overwhelmingly pungent if poured on thick over fried stuff.
However, I see no reason why you couldn't just drop the raw tomatas in a blender and skip to adding all the spices and slowly boiling it.