Victorian House
A restaurant where nouveau Continental doesn't mean stodgy
by Margaret LeRoux
The Victorian House
16 Maple Avenue, Ashburnham
(978) 827-5646
Wed-Sat. Open 5 p.m.
Full bar
MC, Visa
Handicap accessible
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Remember Upstairs, Downstairs, the PBS series famous for its
portrayal of life in the waning days of Victorian England? If you want to
experience an Upstairs dinner served by the cream of the
Downstairs staff, journey north to Ashburnham, home of the lovely
Victorian House restaurant. Inside, the glorious excesses of Victorian decor
almost, but not quite overwhelm you. The banister to the upper dining room is
draped with ribbons and lace; the fireplace mantle in one of the two dining
rooms on the ground floor is festooned with more lace, ribbons, and pearls. A
room divider is adorned with china objet d'art. At dinner the lights are dim;
candles glow on each table, where a perfect rose blooms in a cloud of baby's
breath.
The wait staff, dressed in Victorian maid's attire, is well trained -- our
waitress faultlessly described eight dinner specials and several appetizers not
on the menu, answering all our questions knowledgeably. My only criticism is
that prices were not included. Which may have dissuaded us from an appetizer
we chose, lobster martini ($16.95), but what a luxurious treat it was. The dish
was presented as two large pieces of succulent tail meat splashed with vermouth
and aquavit and curled in a martini glass with a few salad greens for color.
Served alongside was a trio of sauces. We also enjoyed baked artichokes
Victorian ($5.95), with brie cheese, garlic butter, and wine sauce.
The salad that came with the meal was an artful arrangement of mixed greens,
thin slices of carrots cut in a crosshatch pattern, and tiny, sweet, tomatoes
dressed with just the right amount of house vinaigrette. Our capable waitress
also brought a napkin-lined basket of assorted rolls, little muffins, and two
caramel pecan rolls. (I wish I'd taken them home for breakfast.)
The Victorian House wine list is interesting, with a good assortment of French
and German wines; several of the better domestic wineries are well represented
too. We chose a crisp, French white Bordeaux, Chateau Cruzeaur grand vin de
graves '97 ($23). It was perfect with my seafood, and held its own admirably
with my companion's grilled breast of duck.
The Victorian House menu can best be described as "nouveau Continental," with
standards such as tournedos of beef ($18.95), and shellfish with cream sauce in
phyllo dough ($19.50). "Continental" in some restaurants means stodgy dishes
with heavy sauces -- veal Prince Orloff comes to mind -- we found quite the
opposite at the Victorian House.
Chef-owner Bob Saccone honed his craft in Boston hotels, including the Ritz
Carlton. There he learned Continental cooking, but in his own restaurant he
interprets it with a deft, light touch. Sautéed shrimp and scallops
($16.95), for example, are prepared with a sauce of extra-virgin olive oil,
garlic, basil, mint, lemon, and Chablis. Pork tenderloin ($15.95) is grilled,
honey-glazed, and served on brandied fruit.
The dishes we enjoyed -- one from the regular menu, the other from the
evening's specials -- showcased Saccone's skills. My baked rouladen of salmon
and sole filet florentine ($17.95) was a beautiful arrangement of pink, green,
and white spirals on a pool of red pepper purée. The freshness of both
fish shone through; even the chopped spinach tasted as if it had just come from
the garden.
This was a stellar dish, but so was my companion's grilled breast of duck
($22.95). The meat was marinated in red-wine vinaigrette, grilled until medium
rare but still pink, and then cut into thin slices that were fanned out on the
plate. The duck slices were topped with a rich sauce laced with chambourd
liqueur -- just enough to add depth, but not overwhelm the meat's own flavor.
Fresh blackberries added brightness and texture.
The vegetables accompanying these entrees were notable on their own. They
included sautéed sugar-snap peas with fresh pea tendrils, match
stick-size slices of roasted root vegetables, and a roasted, purple, organic
potato with a garnish that epitomizes chef Saccone's imagination and care:
between two gossamer thin slices of the potato was pressed a sprig of Italian
parsley. The slices were flash fried to seal them, and baked in a low oven till
crispy. The charming effect was a small stained-glass window that sprouted from
the potato.
To complete such a feast we ended with the Victorian dessert sampler ($10.95),
which highlights the pastry-making talents of Lori Saccone, the chef's
daughter. The sampler consists of a chocolate petit four: three layers of dark
chocolate cake and cream filling served on puréed raspberries; an
adorable puff pastry basket with a filled with whipped cream and fresh
strawberries and raspberries; and a swan made from two madeleines angled
together with hazelnut cream. Coffee was served from a sterling silver pot; two
foil covered chocolates sweetened the bill ($105.26), not including tip.