Reading may seem like a solitary pleasure, but we do not believe it is so. As we read, we intimately interact with writers, the worlds they create, and our own inner selves as well as the real world that surrounds us. Some of us are also blessed enough to have friends to share the experience with.

While discussing the idyllic village of Three Pines and the captivating characters author Louise Penny created in the Inspector Gamache books, we were aware of the sensory pleasure to be had in the meals described. Olivier’s Bistro, Gabri’s baking, and dinners at the Morrow’s can easily make us salivate while reading the books… Louise Penny's books, are a wonderful entrée into a sensual world, where each book is a season, capturing its mood and flavours, and contributing to the layers of meaning about the characters, who are marvellously revealed over the series.

At one point, a daydream of going through the series with a notebook in hand, writing down all these meals and later cooking them, took shape. This is our "notebook". We hope you enjoy this literary-culinary-sensory-philosophical journey.

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Monday, August 31, 2015

In Search of a Licorice Pipe


by Libby


'The woods had been chilly and the thought of a café au lait in front of this open fire was too good. And maybe a licorice pipe, or two.'
(Still Life, Kindle, p.61)

This is our  introduction to Chief Inspector Armand Gamache with a licorice pipe. It's rather quirky, and unexpected, that the Head of Homicide in the Sûreté du Quebec, is partial to such a treat. Arent fictional detectives usually predisposed to greasy fast food, an alcoholic beverage or other drug of choice?

We get to know Armand Gamache as a refined, intelligent and loyal man, highly observant, thoughtful, and also intuitive. He is a man of integrity. His honesty, conscience, compassion and empathy attest to it. I am reminded of Louise Penny's hope for readers, that if there is one message received from this series it is that 'goodness exists'. This is probably no better personified than in Armand Gamache.

We sense that he is a man, a leader, comfortable in his own skin. He has no need for pretentious or condescending behaviour. Funny how a little idiosyncrasy like a penchant for a licorice pipe captures our imagination and draws us closer to the character of the man. He's not even above a little self-parody amongst friends. And that's what endears him to us.
Did you miss me? We must never speak of our feelings, Gabri, said Gamache. It would crush Olivier and Reine-Marie. Too true, laughed Gabri and coming around from the bar he offered the Chief Inspector a licorice pipe. And I hear its always best to suppress emotions. Gamache put the licorice pipe in his mouth as though he was smoking it. Very continental, said Gabri, nodding approval. Very Maigret. Merci. The look I was going for.   (A Trick of the Light, Kindle, p.202)
We also associate the liquorice pipe with a 'welcome' to the convivial setting of the Bistro, a small offering by Gabri or Olivier, of friendship and comfort.
Olivier had greeted him with a hug and a licorice pipe.' (The Cruellest Month, Kindle, p.96)
If any man looked like he could use a good pipe, said Olivier. Merci, patron. Gamache dropped onto the sofa with a groan and raised the candy to his companions. “À votre santé.  (How the Light Gets In, Kindle, p.196)
But that association changes during the excruciating time, when the Three Pines community is reeling from the conviction of Olivier, and the connection between friends is strained.
Gabri, said Gamache, and the two old friends stared at each other. Monsieur, said Gabri...And offered Gamache a licorice pipe. Myrna walked in a few minutes later to find Gabri and Gamache sitting quietly by the fire. Talking...An uneaten licorice pipe between them.'
(The Brutal Telling, Kindle, p.498) 
Later the licorice pipe becomes not only a reminder of the bond of friendship, but almost an inducement to right a perceived wrong. 

'Gabri looked down at the...writing paper with its partly finished message. The same one he wrote every day and mailed, along with a licorice pipe. ' (Bury Your Dead, Kindle, p.42)
Significantly, Gamache is unable to accept the treat, as he wrestles with his own demons and the improbability of changing Oliviers conviction.


'Inside, as always, Gabri had put a licorice pipe. Gamache took it out, hesitated, then offered the treat to the man across the way.'  (Bury Your Dead, Kindle, p.16)
And so, Armand Gamache has succeeded in elevating the licorice pipe into our consciousness! Even Agent Yvette Nichol is not unaffected. She can't resist having a little dig.
How could his name be attached to this file, but not appear in it? Gamache asked. It could be hidden, said Nichol. Or an outside reference. Like your name might be attached to a file on balding, or licorice pipes.  (How the Light Gets In, Kindle, p.303)

Early in the series I was left wondering why a dedicated licorice eater such as I, had never heard of a 'licorice pipe'. It seems I've been living on the wrong continent!
Recently, two close friends and I had an amazing trip to Quebec and the Eastern Townships after we acted on our inspired idea to go in search of Three Pines. We hit the trail of all the inspirational sites for the series. 

Inspiration for church of St Thomas, Three Pines

 Tracking down licorice pipes was also high on our agenda! So there we were in the township of Lac Brome, envisaging going home with boxes of them. All we managed to do was scoop up the last handful in the last box in the shop. But we had a good laugh later that day posing with, and eating our licorice pipes!

It's actually quite a good flavoured licorice, not sticky and with the right amount of chewiness. But I have always wondered (I think a few of us have) about its pairing with a cafe au lait or a glass of Scotch.


'Armand Gamache leaned back in his chair, just as the Scotch and his café au lait and candy arrived. He took them and with all the dignity he could muster, turned to Ruth. Pipe, Madame?...Ruth nodded and absently stirred her Scotch with the butt end of her licorice pipe.'  (Still Life, Kindle, p.64-5)



I was rather curious about these seemingly incongruous flavour combinations, so I had to give them a try. Well as it turns out, both are quite pleasing to the palate. Coffee and licorice seem to go together. It's not a jarring combination.

As for Scotch, well there's a surprising flavour harmony between a licorice pipe and a glass of 12 year old single malt. This made more sense when I learned that 'licorice' is in the tasting descriptors of some single malt Scotch whiskies, and even some bourbons.

So perhaps it's not just a sweet treat but something more sophisticated, which Armand Gamache, Olivier and Gabri, have obviously understood.

Licorice candy derives its flavour from licorice root (Glycyrrhiza Glabra) which has a subtle earthiness and natural sweetness (because of the glycyrrhizin it contains). Traditionally it has been used as a herbal treatment for quite a few ailments including digestive ones.
There is, however, some licorice' candy that is made without licorice root and uses other flavouring agents. Look for licorice extracton the ingredients list, for the real deal!

All things in moderation, though. Here are some health warnings about over consuming black licorice (that contains licorice extract) in a short period of time.


Licorice root is also used in the making of some aperitifs, for example, Red Vermouth (used in such popular cocktails as the Manhattan and Negroni) and the French aperitif, Pastis.

And now its being rediscovered in ice-cream, other creamy desserts and chocolate, and as a taste partner with some fish, poultry and game. I was rather intrigued by the idea of licorice root ice-cream, so I've taken a small tangent! I've adapted my usual recipe (see below) to make some. Much less sugar is required for this recipe than normal, owing to the natural sweetness of the licorice root. The ice-cream custard is infused with pure licorice root shavings, or tea (usually available in health food stores that sell herbal products).

The ice cream is a little unusual with an earthy, delicate licorice flavour (quite unlike black licorice candy) and goes perfectly with the tartness of rhubarb, lightly stewed with just a little sugar. I made some coconut tuile biscuits for a sweet, crisp accompaniment. Its a sophisticated combination of flavours, but easy enough to achieve when you have a bit of time on your hands.

This is obviously not the purplish-black confection that usually passes for 'licorice ice-cream'. If you want to make that you just need to substitute ground-up black licorice candy and melt it into your custard.

Licorice icecream (makes 1 quart/1litre):

2 cups/500ml of pure cream (not thickened cream)
1 cup/250ml of whole milk
2 tablespoons of licorice root tea (double this amount of liquorice root for a more intense flavour)
6 egg yolks at room temperature
1/3 cup/90g superfine sugar
2 tablespoons of vodka or other alcohol (optional)

Warm the cream and milk in a saucepan until just before it reaches simmer point. It must not boil. Remove from heat and stir in the licorice root tea, lightly cover, and allow it to infuse for about an hour.
In a bowl, whisk the egg yolks and sugar until they are light and creamy. Place a fine sieve (to strain off the licorice root) over the bowl and pour in the warm cream/milk infusion. Whisk together until well mixed. Pour into a clean saucepan and gently cook over medium to low heat for 10 minutes while constantly stirring with a wooden spoon. Dont let the custard come to a simmer. This is no time to be distracted!

Pour into a large jug, allow to cool and then refrigerate until very cold. Pour into an icecream maker and churn for 20-25 minutes. Optional: Add 2 tablespoons of alcohol, such as vodka, in the last ten minutes of churning, for a softer icecream.

Earl Grey ice-cream, from an earlier post, uses the same recipe. Just substitute 2 tablespoons of Earl Grey tea leaves, and use ¾ cup/150g superfine sugar and 2 tablespoons of Cointreau.