Looping back.
Future’s face is traced
upon the past.
Looping back again, again
to find myself.
To find out who I was
when I lost all
trace of you.
As Chiyoh tells Will, some species of snails can survive
being eaten by birds, pass through the birds’ digestive system and emerge from
the feces unharmed to procreate in a new location. (sounds exactly like a flight on Air
Canada to me) In dark times, we might feel lost in a gizzardy grind but hey – if
we gird ourselves against the eroding acid of uncertainty, in time, we might
discover we were actually soaring in the belly of an eagle and are about to get
pooped out on an island paradise to live again! #SaveHannibal!
In the Writers' Room, a butterfly wing flutters: clever,
funny Angelina Burnett discovers that firefly larvae are the main predator of
land snails and from that detail spools out the gloriously gruesome scene
that might send many of you into a vermiphobic (or trypophobic) flap. Thank goodness the hideous larvae soon make
their transformation into fireflies - beautiful dots of magic that illuminate the
death tableau that Will has made from the Caged Man.
If this show teaches you nothing, it at least shows you
how fascinating and cruel Mother Nature is. She is a towering powerful Monster. Hannibal is a punk compared to her.
Hey - it's time for me to get back to work
Our Jack is having dinner with the ill-fated Inspector Pazzi
and his lovely young wife. She has made Pappardelle alla Lepre: a Tuscan dish
of hare, braised in red wine with
aromatics: carrot, onion, celery and herbed with parsley, bay and fennel. It is nice with Parmisano Reggiano - pounds of which she shaves - discreetly in the back larder - as Jack and Pazzi talk cop.
I am thinking this will be easy-breezy. Usually every fine butcher has got one or two buck-toothed babies in their showcase. But this happened to be The Week Without Rabbits. I called every butcher in town, cajoling them to look deep into their freezers for me. Finally, I rounded up enough bunnies to make what I needed for the scene. Traditionally, the rabbit is cut up into small pieces and tossed with the wide strips of cooked pasta, but I left the meat in joints and placed them on the side so you could see that it was rabbit. Not people. Mrs Pazzi is a nice lady and there won’t be any of that mystery meat on her table.
Pappardelle with Rabbit Ragout |
I am thinking this will be easy-breezy. Usually every fine butcher has got one or two buck-toothed babies in their showcase. But this happened to be The Week Without Rabbits. I called every butcher in town, cajoling them to look deep into their freezers for me. Finally, I rounded up enough bunnies to make what I needed for the scene. Traditionally, the rabbit is cut up into small pieces and tossed with the wide strips of cooked pasta, but I left the meat in joints and placed them on the side so you could see that it was rabbit. Not people. Mrs Pazzi is a nice lady and there won’t be any of that mystery meat on her table.
That scene down, it was time to find a table’s worth of gourmet
goodies for the scene where Alana to show Verger how she tracked Hannibal
through his shopping habits. I got Alba truffles from my caviar supplier but
when they came in they were too small! So I called the Truffle Lady. She had a
couple big ones that had just come in. Her family’s property is next to Anthony
Hopkins’ place in Croatia, that was pretty kismet-y I thought and plunked down the $450. (wholesale) for two
nuggets.
Then the only remaining challenge for me in the script was the “single Anatolian fig wrapped in a package that springs open like a flower blooming”. Paper flower was no problem for me – by the time I was 17, I’d decorated enough school gymnasiums to cover that off. It was getting the figs out of season. I don’t want you to think that I am a lying cheating conniver who will stop at nothing to get the job done – so I’m not going to tell you how I got lovely huge figs in the dead of winter. But I got 12 of them and we sent 8 to Florence along with the tissue flower wrapping so they could replicate the wrapped figs when they shot the scene in Vera Dal. Which we reshot here anyway.
Then the only remaining challenge for me in the script was the “single Anatolian fig wrapped in a package that springs open like a flower blooming”. Paper flower was no problem for me – by the time I was 17, I’d decorated enough school gymnasiums to cover that off. It was getting the figs out of season. I don’t want you to think that I am a lying cheating conniver who will stop at nothing to get the job done – so I’m not going to tell you how I got lovely huge figs in the dead of winter. But I got 12 of them and we sent 8 to Florence along with the tissue flower wrapping so they could replicate the wrapped figs when they shot the scene in Vera Dal. Which we reshot here anyway.
Vera Dal - Ontario branch office |
Yes, Virginia -- at the risk of shattering your romantic perceptions of the episode, I’m
revealing here that the Vera Dal interior shots were shot in Toronto. Bryan
hated the store they shot in Florence so, at the last minute, we threw together
the version you see in this episode and the previous. I built the food displays
in a store set that our production designer and our set decorator pulled together
from other sets and everyone loved the results. Our little Vera Dal cobbled
together in the Toronto sound stage was more authentic looking than the real
thing.
Hannibal’s rich dish
As Mason and Alana plot his capture, Hannibal enjoys a little snack: Venison entrecote with seared foie gras (whose liver is it this
time?) decorated with amaryllis petals speared on the horns of a red chili pepper.
Decorated with a spider orchid – symbolic of the Spidey-like escape that Hannibal
makes as the episode ends.
Here’s the place where I would normally give you a recipe
but I am still hoarding them for the Hannibal Cookbook which I have decided to
be optimistic about.
Also here is where I would normally post your Hannidinners. But you
have been too busy on Twitter to cook. You darling Fannibals, going all out
Saving Hannibal instead of enjoying yourselves at the dinner table! You are truly the
best fandom ever.
Next week: Sauteed cerveaux
When you hear the sound of Hannibal chopping capers and
frying them in butter, it’s time to hang onto your hat and RUN!
Photos by Victoria Walsh. all content copyright Janice Poon/Feeding Hannibal (except snail photo by V Mischenko)
Photos by Victoria Walsh. all content copyright Janice Poon/Feeding Hannibal (except snail photo by V Mischenko)
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DeleteMy favorite line from this post, " Hannibal is a punk compared to her ( Mother Nature)." Well said! :) I wish we were seeing more of your work this season, but thank you for continuing the blog posts anyway!
ReplyDeleteHi Alex-
DeleteIt's a bit hard to continue the blogs - not because the show's been cancelled (that actually makes each passing episode more precious) but because I am limited in what I can tell because of my contract with the cookbook publisher. Anyway, it's not over til it's over...
What I would like to say about your post is that you only need to have a look, at first glance, you understand how hard people have worked to write your post, you have not put any useless content at all. . Wrote my post in beautiful words.
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