Crab from Sally for tea. It’s always great to have a fish market connection when attached to a meat-less type. I don’t want to overwhelm it, but pasta on a Sunday night just doesn’t seem glam enough, so I’ll forgo the posh salad or crab, chilli and lemon crème fraiche pasta for some seriously rich thai crab curry an a little weekend indulgence instead.
I fried three fat cloves of garlic, a blob of lemongrass paste (maybe it’s just me but it seems to taste better than the actual grass), some grated ginger and some roughly-chunked yellow peppers in a little (actually quite a lot in the end) vegetable oil. After some quick and hot swishing around I poured in a tin of coconut milk, a small chunk of tamarind paste, three quarters of a fresh red chilli and some fish sauce. After a quick pop to the chapel to take some photos of the boy and his band play with their burgeoning bassist (I’m a rubbish photo-taker but beggers… whatever) I was back just in time to catch it from catching on the bottom, and in perfect time to pop on some basmati. No cardamon today, I’m trying to curtail my addiction and keep the rice as the simplest, plainest mopper-upper I can.
In went the random chunks of courgette next (random shapes taste better than slices. Fact). And 10 minutes later the crab, hacked coriander bunch and lime juice (from a bottle… neither time nor inclination for anything fresher).
The lot was gulped down hot as we could stand with the remains of the Sunday papers.
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