Flip

Flip was a dearly loved drink of colonial times,
far more popular in America than in England, much
different in concoction in America than in
England, and much superior in America--a truly
American drink. As its chief ingredient is beer,
it might be placed in the chapter on small drink,
but the large amount consumed entitles it to a
place with more rankly intoxicating liquors.
The earliest date that flip named in New
England is 1690. From that year till the middle of
this century there never was a day, never a minute
of the day, and scarce of the night, that some old
Yankee flip drinker was not plunging in a
loggerhead, or smacking his lips over a mug of
creaming flip.
In the New England Almanac for 1704 we read
under December:-
"The days are short, the weather's cold,
By tavern fires tales are told.
Some ask for dram when first come in,
Others with flip and bounce begin."
American flip was made in a great pewter mug or
earthen pitcher filled two-thirds full of strong
beer; sweetened with sugar, molasses, or dried
pumpkin, according to individual taste or
capabilities; and flavored with "a
dash"--about a gill--of New England rum. Into
this mixture was thrust and stirred a red-hot
loggerhead, made of iron and shaped like a poker,
and the seething iron made the liquor foam and
bubble and mantle high, and gave it the burnt,
bitter taste so dearly loved. A famous tavern host
of Canton, Massachusetts, had a special fancy in
flip. He mixed together a pint of cream, four
eggs, and four pounds of sugar, and kept this on
hand. When a mug of flip was called for; he filled
a quart mug two-thirds full of bitter beer, added
four great spoonfuls of his creamy compound, a
gill of rum, and thrust in the loggerhead. If a
fresh egg were beaten into the mixture, the froth
poured over the top of the mug, and the drink was
called "bellows-top."
Let me not fail to speak of the splendid
glasses in which flip was often served--I mean the
great glass tumblers without handles which, under
the name of flip glasses, still are found in New
England homes. They are vast drinking-vessels,
sometimes holding three or four quarts apiece, and
speak to us distinctly of the unlimited bibulous
capacities of our ancestors. They are eagerly
sought for by glass and china collectors, and are
among the prettiest and most interesting of
old-time relics.
English flip is not so simple nor so original
nor so good a drink as American flip. It might be
anything but flip, since it is compounded in a
saucepan, and knows naught of the distinctive
branding of flip, the seething loggerhead. If it
contained no spirits, it was called
"egg-hot."
A rule for flip which seems to combine the good
points of the American and English methods, uses
ale instead of home-brewed. It may be given
"in the words of the Publican who made
it":-
"Keep grated Ginger and Nutmeg with a fine
dried Lemon Peel rubbed together in a Mortar. To
make a quart of Flip: Put the Ale on the Fire to
warm, and beat up three or four Eggs with four
ounces of moist Sugar, a teaspoonful of grated
Nutmeg or Ginger, and a Quartern of good old Rum
or Brandy. When the Ale is near to boil, put it
into one pitcher, and the Rum and Eggs, etc., into
another: turn it from one Pitcher to another till
it is as smooth as cream. To heat plunge in the
red hot Loggerhead or Poker. This quantity is
styled One Yard of Flannel."
A quartern is a quarter of a gill, which is
about the "dash" of rum.
No flip was more widely known and more
respected than the famous brew of Abbott's Tavern
at Holden, Massachusetts. This house, built in
1763, and kept by three generations of Abbotts,
never wavered in the quality of its flip. It is
said to have been famous from the Atlantic to the
Pacific--and few stage-coaches or travellers ever
passed that door without adding to its praises and
thereafter spreading its reputation. It is said to
add that I don't know exactly how it was made. A
bill still existing tells its price in
Revolutionary days; other items show its relative
valuation:-
"Mug New England Flip . . . . . 9d.
Mug West India Flip . . . . . 11d.
Lodging per night . . . . . 3d.
Pot luck per meal . . . . . 8d.
Boarding commons Men . . . . . 4s. 8d.
Boarding commons Weomen . . . 2s."
This is the only tavern bill I have ever seen
in which nice distinctions were made in boarding
men and women. I am glad to know that the "weo-men"
traveller in those days had 2s. 8d. of daily
advantage over the men.
Other names for the hospital loggerhead were
flip-dog and hottle. The loggerhead was as much a
part of the chimney furniture of an old-time New
England tavern and farm-house as the bellows or
andirons. In all taverns and many hospitable homes
it was constantly kept warm in the ashes, ready
for speedy heating in a bed of hot coals, to burn
a mug of fresh flip for every visitor or passer
by. Cider could be used instead of beer, if beer
could not be had. Some wise old flip tasters
preferred cider to beer. Every tavern bill of the
eighteenth century was punctuated with entries of
flip. John Adams said if you spent the evening in
a tavern, you found it full of people drinking
drams of flip, carousing, and swearing. The old
taprooms were certainly cheerful and inviting
gathering-places; where mine host sat behind his
cagelike counter surrounded by cans and bottles
and glasses, jars of whole spices and whole loaves
of sugar; where an inspiring row of barrels of New
England rum, hard cider, and beer ranged in
rivalry at an end of the room, and
"Where dozed a fire of beechen logs that
bred
Strange fancies in its embers golden-red,
And nursed the loggerhead, whose hissing dip,
Timed by wise instinct, creamed the bowl of
flip."
These fine lines of Lowell's seem to idealize
the homely flip and the loggerhead as we love to
idealize the customs of our forbears. Many a
reader of them, inspired by the picture, has
heated an iron poker or flip-dog and brewed and
drunk a mug of flip. I did so not long ago, mixing
carefully by a rule for flip recommended and
recorded and used by General Putnam--Old Put--in
the Revolution. I had the Revolutionary receipt
and I had the Revolutionary loggerhead, and I had
the oldtime ingredients, but alas, I had neither
the tastes nor the digestion of my Revolutionary
sires, and the indescribable scorched and
puckering bitterness of taste and pungency of
smell of that rank compound which was flip, will
serve for some time in my memory as an antidote
for any overweening longing for the good old
times.
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