‘The women of both clans have done a traditional Haida feast for you, Chief Inspector.’ (The Brutal Telling, Kindle, p.420)
We have plenty of clues to follow without thinking about a monkey, a hunk of wood and some godforsaken island the hell and gone across the country.’ (The Brutal Telling, Kindle, p.410)
Hmmm...I might have got carried away with the photographs for this post, but they do help to explain things at a glance!
|Sorry, I only need 4 crabs!|
1. Combine all the ingredients except the breadcrumbs and oil/butter.
2. Shape the mixture into cakes and coat each one with breadcrumbs.
Serve with your choice of dipping sauce.
I made a light Vietnamese sauce that has a lovely flavour balance of sweet/sour/salty/hot (easy on the chilli, though) that works very well with the crab.
half a small red chilli, finely sliced
'The sea feeds our bodies, but that feeds our souls.’ He opened his hands in a simple, small gesture towards the forest. (The Brutal Telling, Kindle, p.429)
This murder was about fear. And the lies it produced. But, more subtly, it was about stories. The tales people told the world, and told themselves. The Mythtime and the totems, that uneasy frontier between fable and fact. And the people who fell into the chasm. (The Brutal Telling, Kindle, p.470)
Over cake, fresh bumbleberries and Cool Whip Gamache told them about the murder. (The Brutal Telling, Kindle, p.420)
Gently warm half a cup of blackcurrant jam (I used a jam full of whole blackcurrants...yum!) until it melts. Remove from the heat and allow to cool.
Add two tablespoons of Crème de Cassis (blackcurrant liqueur) and mix to a spreadable consistency. Its deep, concentrated flavour is an important element in this dessert.
Sandwich with the other half of the cake and then cover the entire cake with the remaining mascarpone cream. Heap all the remaining berries into a generous mound on top of the cake. Simple but gorgeous! Refrigerate, then take out 20 minutes before serving.
Cut into big, fat generous slices! There's a wonderful explosion of flavour contrasts in this dessert.
... Carr, the woman who had captured Canada’s shame, not by painting the displaced, broken people, but by painting their glory. (The Brutal Telling, Kindle, p.383)
And I'm reminded of the power of stories, to inspire, provide us with new connections and understandings, and broaden our outlook...and just how transformative they can be.
Thank you Louise Penny.