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Volume 5, June 2003 |
ISSN 1538-893X |
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Caviar, the Incredible, Edible Egg |
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While much mystique surrounds
caviar, eating caviar is actually very simple. “This is one food from
nature,” says purveyor Joel Assouline of Caviar Assouline in Philadelphia, PA,
“ to which little or nothing should be added. Open the fresh jar, have a spoon
ready, and here you go!” Caviar is the salted roe, or
eggs, of several species of sturgeon (of which, by recent DNA identification,
there are 27), and when it comes from the waters of the Caspian Sea, it is
traditionally divided into three types: beluga, ossetra, and sevruga. A beluga
sturgeon can weigh as much as 1,800 pounds and produces the largest of the eggs,
currently selling for approximately $60 an ounce. These have a mild but rich,
almost buttery taste on the palette. Royal Beluga, at about $70 per ounce, has
the same taste hallmarks, but is more powerful and more prized, and not so
easily available. Ossetra, at approximately $50, has a smaller egg with a golden
cast, and has a complex, sophisticated, nutty taste. Sevruga, the smallest
grained, is about $35 per ounce and is darker, saltier, and stronger in taste.
Since late in 2000 when the
United States lifted its embargo on goods from Iran, not only pistachio nuts and
Persian rugs have been available, but the highly prized Iranian caviar – from beluga that spawn naturally and not via hatcheries – from the Caspian
Sea. The Iranian government has far stricter caviar quota and quality control
than the Russians, so the supply is quite limited, and the United States is
still largely dependent upon Russian caviar coming in. But if Inga Saffron's
recent book, Caviar: the Strange History and Uncertain Future of the World's Most
Coveted Delicacy, is
correct, the problems of Russian overfishing, poaching, barely enforced quotas,
loose quality control, and a sorely diminished supply of sturgeon may signal a
day when the taste of wild caviar will be no more than a dim memory. America
Went First This
happened once before, surprisingly in America. America at first disdained the
sturgeon on which the Indians thrived so happily, and sturgeon was fed only to
slaves. But post-Civil War enterprise saw knowledgeable German immigrants turn
the roe from Delaware River sturgeon into an American Caviar Rush as short and
intense as the California Gold Rush. In the 1880's, a small town in New Jersey
was packing 15 trains a day with caviar from the bounty of Delaware River
sturgeon, headed first to New York and then to all the European capitals. By the
1890s, however, the catch had fallen from 5 million pounds to 2 million, and
soon after, was depleted. At the Academy of Natural Sciences, in Philadelphia,
in the ichthyolgy section of the basement vaults, there is one incredibly huge
Delaware River sturgeon, stuffed. It's a cautionary tale. This
past decade – the 10 years that shook the caviar world – has seen private
upstart Russian companies seize the fishing boats, the sturgeon nets, the
hatcheries and the canning factories. So, all the caviar that recently flooded
the market and gave America its trendy caviar bars and private parties with
triangles of warm toast and crystal bowls of black pearls? Thank the poachers
who swarmed the tangled banks of the Volga to pillage in the middle of the
night. They made caviar in their kitchens using polluted Volga waters, and sold
it to middlemen who sold it to caviar smugglers who stuffed 60-kilogram-sized
tins into large suitcases and brought them to New York, where a single suitcase
could bring in $20,000. By the time the caviar was repacked into small jars, the
roe was worth over $100,000. Caviar aficionados will be
dismayed to learn that behind the inexpensive caviar of the 90s were the lies,
scams, and bribes, the amateur and professional smugglers, the forged health
certificates and faked labels, and the airline attendants, customs officers and
inspectors on the wrong side of the law. U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service agents
report that smugglers' claims about freshness were hard to believe when the
caviar was first frozen rock-solid, then subjected to steppe-like heat, followed
by the tundra-like cold of the underbelly of an airplane for 10 hours, and
finally the all-day rigors of travel in the back of an Isuzu pick-up. Such confusion, plus new
customs rulings, led to the demise of several big New York caviar firms, as well
as the closing of Dieckmann and Hansen, the oldest caviar house in the world.
One big importer, Petrossian, stayed scrupulously clean, as did one small one,
Caviar Assouline. Joel Assouline, a Frenchman, came to Philadelphia in 1981 and
was first a restaurateur, then a food purveyor specializing in impeccable
caviar. The Petrossian family had first come from Armenia to Russia, where they
made their living by cultivating silkworms, and then fled to Paris after the
Russian Revolution. In 1920, the last two Petrossian brothers were finally able
to get out of Russia, but not before making a deal and paying cash for two tons
of lightly salted caviar. When the Russian caviar arrived eight months later,
snug in its linden barrels, hotelier Cesar Ritz eagerly took a ton for his
fashionable Ritz on Place Vendome, and the rest is caviar history, if not caviar
myth. For both Petrossian and
Assouline, the critical element in caviar is freshness. Neither supermarket
caviar nor gourmet shop shelf caviar
can ever be fresh or first grade. To have a shelf life, these caviar products
must be pasteurized, which means they are cooked at a high temperature, altering
both taste and texture. Fresh caviar is never pasteurized, must be kept airtight and refrigerated, and has a
quick expiration date. Many people do not know this. A
man staying at the five-star hotel next to Caviar Assouline came in to say that
he and his wife had just finished the last of a suitcase full of caviar which
they'd brought back a year earlier from Russia. At the counter, Odile asked if
the caviar he'd bought was pasteurized, but the man had no idea. He recounted
how he'd simply filled his suitcase with jars and jars of caviar and bribed his
way past a Russian customs official. "Take my overcoat, my watch,
anything!" She took his Levi jeans and 10 Milky Way bars. Now the man and
his wife were having nightly cravings for caviar. "Wait till he tastes the
real thing," Odile thought, smiling. Not everyone, however, loves caviar.
When Galileo sent a container to his illegitimate daughter in her Florentine
convent, she was sorely disappointed that it was not the cheese from Holland
that he usually sent, and she wrote that she "threw the suspicious dark
jelly away."
Not a bad price if the
regulatory agencies are accurate in their assessment that there are fewer than
1,800 mature belugas left in the Volga River. Although Iran and Kazakstan have
stabilized their sturgeon population, the fish has long since disappeared from
the Adriatic, the Po, the Sea of Azoz, the Danube, the Delaware and the Hudson.
The Caspian Sea itself is no longer important to Russia; oil is. Currently,
sturgeon are farmed in France and California, but it is tricky, and the gene
pools may be too small to insure continuing health. It is one thing to use
hatcheries to restock the sea and another to try to raise sturgeon juveniles to
maturity. To give beautiful eggs, females must be fed, waste must be filtered,
water temperatures must be modulated. Should it be well water or pond water?
Should hormones be injected to get the eggs to ripen more quickly? Ponder all
that as you participate in homage to the simple egg. American
Caviar Makes a Comeback Joel
Assouline is paying close attention to the alternatives. While his personal
favorite caviar is Iranian ossetra, he is now carrying a very reasonably priced
line of American caviar and roe from river fish in Tennessee, North Dakota,
Montana, Kentucky, and Missouri. He has even taught the Mississippi paddlefish
fishermen how to process roe, and has brought them good French salt to do the
job. For most of United States history, American caviar was poorly processed and
packed, but in the last three years, general know-how has made the Tennessee
black sturgeon roe worthy of the White House. The eggs of the Mississippi River
hackelback are sweet, buttery, and nutty, while those of Montana’s Yellow
River paddlefish taste like Russian sevruga. Assouline is the first to bring in
a farm-raised ossetra from Uruguay with DNA that matches the DNA of Caspian Sea
ossetra.
Do
serve caviar on warm blini with crème
fraiche – but never with Grandma’s silver spoon, since the silver will
instantly impart its own bitter flavor into the delicate eggs. Gold is good. So
is mother-of-pearl, horn, bone, ceramic, wood, stainless steel and even plastic.
It is said that there are only
two drinks for every black pearl: champagne from France (brut
only) and vodka. While there’s a poetic symmetry to the “pop” of the
caviar eggs and the bubbles of the champagne, experts prefer very high quality
vodka to refresh the palette between swallows. And for maximal enjoyment, let
each individual egg break slowly, slowly against the roof of the mouth and
celebrate one of life's tiniest – but most exquisite – pleasures. Visit Caviar Assouline & Ting's web site
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