Elsie’s Way

May 28, 2008

in Baking,Cookbooks,Recipes,Writing

Before Ina and Nigella, before Martha or even Julia, there was Elsie.

A former medical secretary, Elsie Masterton and her attorney husband John left New York in the 1940s to cleave a ski area from Vermont’s Green Mountains. While John and his workers felled trees and packed snow (if there was any — this was before the advent of snow guns and grooming machines), Elsie taught herself to cook, a practical necessity since it became her job to feed an army of hungry men every day.

The ski area didn’t pan out, but Elsie’s newfound cooking talents saved the enterprise. With the last of their savings, the Mastertons transformed their 19th century farmhouse into the Blueberry Hill Inn, with Elsie presiding in the kitchen. A small ad in the Saturday Review promised visitors “Lucullan food,” and throughout the 1950s and 1960s, guests from around the world sojourned in Brandon, Vermont, to feast on Elsie Masterton’s shrimp tempura, her famous chicken baked in wine, and her homey, bite-sized biscuits. Her fame grew with the publication of the Blueberry Hill Cookbook in 1959, the Blueberry Hill Menu Cookbook in 1963, then the Blueberry Hill Kitchen Notebook in 1964, in addition to two nonfiction books about the Mastertons’ lives as country innkeepers.

Masterton balked when her publisher asked for a cookbook that merely catalogued the inn’s recipes. She convinced them that women wanted and needed a cookbook with spice and personality. In the Blueberry Hill Cookbook she wrote, “I think that I am talking with someone; let’s let it be you. You are a gal in my kitchen, at my elbow. I want you to know what I’m doing, every single thing I’m doing, and as often as this is practical, why I’m doing it.” The headnotes in her recipes share amusing stories about her children, guests, and the local school board, impart practical kitchen wisdom, or guilelessly gush over how delicious the dish is. Masterton’s engaging writing style won over not only American housewives, but earned her accolades from First Lady Bess Truman and poet Ogden Nash. An unattributed endorsement on her last cookbook reads, “I read and devoured [the Blueberry Hill Cookbook] like a novel from cover to cover.”

In a day when convenience food became the norm, Masterton fought the good fight: “I disclaim all knowledge of a way of fixing any canned vegetables other than onions and beets,” she wrote. She preached respect for ingredients, instructed readers to make friends with their butchers, and showed them there was life beyond the canned vegetable aisle when they grew their own vegetables or shopped at roadside stands. And although she quaintly refers to women as gals and chooses margarine (the fat of the day) over butter in her recipes, Masterton’s cookbooks are relevant nearly a half-century later. Today she’d be an enthusiastic supporter of CSAs and farmers’ markets, if not a card-carrying member of Slow Food USA.

When Elsie Masterton died of cancer in 1966, mere months after her husband passed away, so did one of our earliest good food advocates. Masterton’s cookbooks are out of print, but can occasionally be found in used bookshops. Signed copies can fetch $25 or $30, and the boxed set of her cookbooks has gone for as much as $90 on eBay. And she still has her fans: on eGullet, an online community for foodies, Masterton’s books were cited when someone posed the question about what cookbooks members most liked to curl up with and read.

Tony Clark, who bought the Blueberry Hill Inn from the Masterton estate in 1968, says he gets the occasional letter asking if Elsie is still around. In a way, she is. The youngest of her three daughters, Laurey Masterton, has run Laurey’s Catering and Gourmet-to-go in Asheville, North Carolina, for 20 years.

“People are always coming in here, telling me how much they loved my mother’s books,” says Laurey, who was 12 when her parents died. “Then they look at me and tell me how much I look like her. I’m very proud to be her daughter.” Several years ago, she reprinted the Blueberry Hill Cookbook, and in February 2007, she published a memoir, Elsie’s Biscuits: Simple Stories of Me, My Mother, and Food ($19.95). “It’s really about me honoring my mother,” says Laurey. “I wish she could see what she showed me and what I have now.”

Laurey feels closest to her mother when she’s making her biscuits; it was her job as a child to line them up on the baking sheets after her mother cut them out with a makeshift biscuit cutter. Today Laurey uses her mother’s recipe in her shop. When one customer learned there was sour cream in the recipe, he declared, “Them’s Yankee biscuits.” He went on to devour them.

Yankee biscuits they may be, but with Elsie’s touch they transcend time and cultural boundaries.

Elsie’s Biscuits can be purchased from Laurey’s Catering and Gourmet-to-go or Malaprop’s Bookstore/Café in Asheville, NC, phone 828-254-6734.

Elsie’s Biscuits

Adapted from The Blueberry Hill Cookbook by Elise Masterton
Yield: 30 1-inch biscuits or 10 3-inch biscuits

To preserve the soft, flaky architecture that’s the hallmark of a well-executed biscuit, use a light touch when patting out the dough and don’t twist your biscuit cutter – simply push it into the dough and pull it straight up to release the circle. Elsie cut her biscuits into bite-sized 1-inch circles. If you don’t have a 1-inch cutter, cut the dough into 1-inch squares or use a standard 3-inch biscuit cutter. According to Elsie’s daughter Laurey, a handful of chopped ham and Vermont cheddar makes a fine addition.

3 cups flour
2 tablespoons baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
1/8 teaspoon sugar
4-oz (1 stick) butter, cut into 8 pieces
1/2 cup milk
1/2 cup buttermilk
1/3 cup sour cream
1/8 teaspoon vanilla extract
Flour, for sprinkling

1. Preheat the oven to 500 degrees Fahrenheit. Line a rimmed baking sheet with parchment paper and set aside.

2. Sift the flour, baking powder, salt and sugar into a large bowl.

3. Using a pastry blender or two knives, cut the butter into the flour until the mixture looks like cornmeal. In a small bowl, stir together the milk, buttermilk, sour cream, and vanilla extract. Pour the liquid into the flour mixture and stir until just combined.

4. Place the dough onto a lightly floured surface. Gently pat the dough out until it’s 1/2-inch thick. Press a biscuit cutter firmly into dough without twisting, and place biscuits on baking sheet.

5. Bake 1-inch biscuits for 7 to 8 minutes. If using a standard size biscuit cutter, bake for 11 to 12 minutes. Serve warm.

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June 27, 2010 at 9:56 pm

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Judith Litvich February 28, 2009 at 7:04 pm

After reading a NY Times article by Sarah Tuff in which she talked about a recent ski adventure in Vermont, referencing Blueberry Hill Inn, I started to search for more information on the Mastertons. (I also sent a ‘note’ to Ms. Tuff.)

I was there! In 1950, that is. I spent the summer of my freshman year in college at Blueberry Hill Farm, where the motto was “Nothing Whatever to Do.” I waited on tables, helped take care of 2-year old Lucinda, cleaned rooms and picked wild blueberries. Elsie was warm and welcoming — to me and to her ‘guests.’

Thank you for writing about Elsie’s cookbooks.

Judith

Alice Pfister May 21, 2009 at 1:15 pm

Many years ago I found her cookbook at the library. I read it thru and thru. I found a recipe for cornbread in it and copied it on a rrecipe card. I have lost it thru a move (or two)My library doesn’t have ite book anymore and I just don’t have the money to buy it. It costs over

Becca Peterson December 9, 2009 at 10:53 am

Thank you for sharing a story of Elsie Masterton – I was born in 1958 and lived in Middlebury, Vermont while in grade school – when my mom discovered Elsie’s cookbooks – and the recipes within have become part of our family’s story. Many recipes are our family’s favorites. Elsie’s brownies are my friends’ favorite of my baking. I have collected copies of the cookbooks for my siblings, scouring eBay and Amazon.com several years ago. I love to read them over and over and discover new tidbits about cooking I didn’t see the first read through or find a recipe that I now know must have been the one my mom used.

Kim Butterfield April 11, 2010 at 12:41 am

I’m still using the recipes from Blueberry Hill. My grandparents, Glenn and Ethel Morse, started visiting Blueberry Hill for Elsie’s wonderful cooking and our families became friends. Elsie was kind enough to come talk to my junior high Future Homemakers of America group. I remember spending a day with the girls at Blueberry Hill and skiing at High Pond with Lucinda. As a child I thought Elsie and John were so interesting, kind and fun to be around and I was saddened by their early deaths. Today my husband and I walked our woodlot in Leicester with a neighbor who went to school with Heather. So great to hear that Laurey has followed in her parents’ footsteps!

Karen A Hill August 31, 2010 at 5:56 pm

I “discovered” Elsie’s cookbooks when we lived in Manchester-by-the-Sea, Massachusetts from 1978 to 1981. I searched high and low and managed to buy the four books. It is now 2010 and I still use them.

martha soderberg March 24, 2011 at 9:17 am

Just for the record, Tony did not buy Blueberry Hill; I did, with my money, before we were married. He seems to keep forgetting that… M

Donald Morcone May 4, 2011 at 4:07 pm

I stumbled upon The Blueberry Hill Cookbook in the library when I was in college in the 1970s and just learning to cook and loved it so much that I never returned it! (I did however pay the library for the book.) Mrs. Masterton’s recipes have become part of my life and for over 30 years recipes such as Blueberry Buckle, Mama’s Sponge Cake and Ephrata’s Lemon Pie are staples in my kitchen repertoire.

Thank you Mrs. Masterton. And yes, they are “yankee biscuits!”

Mary Whiting June 7, 2011 at 9:45 pm

I inherited my mother’s “Elsie” books when mom passed away. I grew up with Blueberry Hills books on mom’s bedside table and they have become part of my memories of her.

Great books -

joan bell June 10, 2011 at 6:04 pm

Elsie’s books were already out of print when I discovered the two cookbooks at my little library. I loved them so much that I kept checking them out, returning them, checking them out again. It didn’t appear that anyone besides me was taking them out, so—I claimed to have lost them, paid up to the library, and they were MINE! By dint of haunting used book sales, I acquired the rest of her books.

I am now a little old lady (where have the years gone?), Elsie’s books safely in my daughter’s keeping—she treasures them as much as I did. Rock on, Elsie!

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