{"id":4431,"date":"2025-06-22T08:47:57","date_gmt":"2025-06-22T08:47:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/christianregency.com\/blog\/?p=4431"},"modified":"2025-06-22T08:47:57","modified_gmt":"2025-06-22T08:47:57","slug":"whats-for-dinner-fine-dining-in-the-regency-era","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/2025\/06\/22\/whats-for-dinner-fine-dining-in-the-regency-era\/","title":{"rendered":"What&#8217;s For Dinner . . . Fine Dining in the Regency Era"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/christianregency.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/dining.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-4434\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/christianregency.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/dining-300x199.jpg?resize=300%2C199\" alt=\"dining\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/dining.jpg?resize=300%2C199&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/dining.jpg?resize=1024%2C681&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/dining.jpg?resize=450%2C300&amp;ssl=1 450w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/dining.jpg?w=1280&amp;ssl=1 1280w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/dining.jpg?w=1920&amp;ssl=1 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>Frozen pizza is a great go-to meal when you\u2019ve endured a frazzled day of work, errands and carpooling\u2014but not if you lived in early nineteenth century England. Dinner wasn\u2019t just a meal. It was an event, especially when combined with a ball.<\/p><div id=\"vanes-4005236166\" class=\"vanes-content vanes-entity-placement\" style=\"margin-top: 2px;margin-right: 2px;margin-bottom: 2px;margin-left: 2px;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/vanessariley.com\/fireswordandsea.htm\" aria-label=\"Fire Sword &amp; Sea\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/FireSwordSea_HC-scaled.jpg?fit=1706%2C2560&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Fire Sword &amp; Sea\"  srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/FireSwordSea_HC-scaled.jpg?w=1706&ssl=1 1706w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/FireSwordSea_HC-scaled.jpg?resize=200%2C300&ssl=1 200w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/FireSwordSea_HC-scaled.jpg?resize=683%2C1024&ssl=1 683w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/FireSwordSea_HC-scaled.jpg?resize=768%2C1152&ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/FireSwordSea_HC-scaled.jpg?resize=1024%2C1536&ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/FireSwordSea_HC-scaled.jpg?resize=1365%2C2048&ssl=1 1365w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/FireSwordSea_HC-scaled.jpg?w=1280&ssl=1 1280w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" width=\"569\" height=\"853\"   \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p>The punch table would sustain you for awhile as you swirled through dance after dance, but eventually everyone\u2019s tummy would start growling. It wasn\u2019t uncommon for \u201cdinner\u201d to be served around midnight, when you\u2019d enter a sparkling dining room, candlelight glinting off silver and crystal. But your contemporary appetite might be a little squelched when you find out what might be served . . .<\/p>\n<p><strong>Meat Pies<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Who doesn\u2019t like a good chicken potpie? That depends upon your definition of good. Meat pies served in the 1800\u2019s didn\u2019t just have a crust slapped on top. They had an entire bird head and wings sticking out.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Baby Eel Gelatin<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>What kind of cartoon bubble does that bring up in your mind? If it makes you go, \u201cEew!\u201d then you\u2019re right on track. Baby eels look like big worms, and you\u2019d see their little eyes staring at you because I\u2019m not talking cherry Jell-O\u2014they\u2019d be served in a clear gelatin. Add a little jiggle to that when the dish was spooned out and you might not be as hungry as you thought.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Golden Sweetmeats<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>No actual meat involved in this one, but as for the gold, 24 karat baby. Picture a delicious, chocolaty truffle, just the right size to pop into your mouth. Now add in a golden coating\u2014of real gold. I don\u2019t know about you, but personally, I like to wear my jewelry, not eat it.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Oysters on the Half Shell<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Okay, so this one isn\u2019t so strange, and is still considered somewhat of a delicacy even today. But it wasn\u2019t for the hero in my new release, <strong><a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Brentwoods-Ward-Michelle-Griep\/dp\/163058679X\/ref=tmm_pap_title_0\">BRENTWOOD\u2019S WARD<\/a><\/strong>. When Nicholas Brentwood, a street-wise lawman, is faced with a plate of raw oysters in a dining room, surrounded by those who are used to such fare, he\u2019s forced to man-up and let them slide down his throat. It\u2019s a dinner scene he\u2014and the reader\u2014is not likely to forget.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/christianregency.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Brentwoods-Ward-Cover-Peek.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-4432\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/christianregency.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Brentwoods-Ward-Cover-Peek-196x300.jpg?resize=196%2C300\" alt=\"Brentwood's Ward Cover Peek\" width=\"196\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Brentwoods-Ward-Cover-Peek.jpg?resize=196%2C300&amp;ssl=1 196w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Brentwoods-Ward-Cover-Peek.jpg?resize=671%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 671w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Brentwoods-Ward-Cover-Peek.jpg?w=821&amp;ssl=1 821w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 196px) 100vw, 196px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>And that\u2019s only one of his adventures . . .<\/p>\n<p><em>There\u2019s none better than NICHOLAS BRENTWOOD at catching the felons who ravage London\u2019s streets, and there\u2019s nothing he loves more than seeing justice carried out\u2014but this time he\u2019s met his match. Beautiful and beguiling EMILY PAYNE is more treacherous than a city full of miscreants and thugs, for she\u2019s a thief of the highest order\u2026she\u2019s stolen his heart.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>As for me, I\u2019m pretty thankful that some of yesteryear\u2019s dishes are no longer in vogue, because I\u2019d much rather sit down to a meal that doesn\u2019t include feathers, heads, or precious metals.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/christianregency.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Michelle-Griep-Headshot.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-4433 alignright\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/christianregency.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Michelle-Griep-Headshot-200x300.jpg?resize=200%2C300\" alt=\"Michelle Griep Headshot\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Michelle-Griep-Headshot.jpg?resize=200%2C300&amp;ssl=1 200w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Michelle-Griep-Headshot.jpg?w=512&amp;ssl=1 512w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Michelle Griep\u2019s been writing since she first discovered blank wall space and Crayolas.\u00a0She seeks to glorify God in all that she writes\u2014except for that graffiti phase she went through as a teenager.\u00a0<\/em><em>She resides in the frozen tundra of Minnesota, where she teaches history and writing classes for a local high school co-op. An Anglophile at heart, she runs away to England every chance she gets, under the guise of research. Really, though, she\u2019s eating excessive amounts of scones.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Follow her adventures at\u00a0her blog <\/em><a href=\"http:\/\/writerofftheleash.blogspot.com\/\"><em>WRITER OFF THE LEASH<\/em><\/a><em> or visit <\/em><a href=\"http:\/\/michellegriep.com\/\"><em>michellegriep.com<\/em><\/a><em>, and don\u2019t forget the usual haunts of <\/em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.pinterest.com\/mmgriep\/\"><em>Pinterest<\/em><\/a><em>, <\/em><a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/michellegriep\"><em>Facebook<\/em><\/a><em> or <\/em><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/MichelleGriep\"><em>Twitter<\/em><\/a><em>.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"rop\"><small>Originally posted 2015-01-15 01:01:29. <\/small><\/p><div id=\"vanes-3706700631\" class=\"vanes-after-content vanes-entity-placement\" style=\"margin-top: 3px;margin-right: 3px;margin-bottom: 3px;margin-left: 3px;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/SubstackAd.png?fit=1080%2C1350&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Listen to the Write of Passage Weekly Podcast\"  srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/SubstackAd.png?w=1080&ssl=1 1080w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/SubstackAd.png?resize=240%2C300&ssl=1 240w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/SubstackAd.png?resize=819%2C1024&ssl=1 819w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vanessariley.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/SubstackAd.png?resize=768%2C960&ssl=1 768w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" width=\"540\" height=\"675\"   \/><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Frozen pizza is a great go-to meal when you\u2019ve endured a frazzled day of work, errands and carpooling\u2014but not if you lived in early nineteenth century England. 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