I replied,
because of that note you’ll write to me before you die, because I’m obsessed by
those words, Tadeus, and I want to live in peace, I want you to rest in peace too, I want
peace for all of us, Tadeus, that’s why I’m here, but I’m here too because
of another idea that obsesses me, because of Isabel, but I’ll tell you about that later.
All right, said Tadeus, and he made a sign to Senhor Casimiro. Senhor Casimiro must call hiswife, said Tadeus, we must offer her our congratulations. Senhor Casimiro
disappeared into the kitchen and shortly afterwards a woman in a white overall came out. She
was plump and had a faint moustache. Did you enjoy it?, she asked, looking embarrassed. We
adored it, said Tadeus, my friend says it’s the best thing he’s eaten in his
entire life. He looked at me and said: Tell her, my friend. I told Senhor Casimiro’s
Wife and she looked even more embarrassed. They’re just simple dishes, she said, things
people in my village used to cook, it was my mother who taught me. Simple my eye, replied
Tadeus, don’t talk nonsense, Casimira, there’s nothing simple about this,
it’s a work of art. Senhor Tadeus will have his little joke, said Senhor
Casimiro’s Wife, and I’ve already told you not to call me Casimira, my
name’s Maria da Conceição. But Casimiro’s wife should be called
Casimira, said Tadeus, I’m sorry Casimira, but that’s decided, and now explain to
this young man how you make
sarrabulho à moda do Douro
, so that he can return
to his own country and make it at home, because where he lives they only ever eat spaghetti.
Really?, asked Senhor Casimiro’s Wife. Absolutely, said Tadeus, they eat nothing but
spaghetti. No, no, said Senhor Casimiro’s Wife, even more embarrassed, I didn’t
mean that, I meant does your friend really want to know how to make
sarrabulbo
. Of
course I do, I said, I’d love to know the recipe, if you don’t mind telling me
that is. First, you’ll have to forgive me, sir, said Senhor Casimiro’s Wife,
because where I come from, the real
sarrabulho
is served with
polenta
, but I
didn’t have any maize flour today so I used potatoes, but anyway I’ll tell you the
ingredients for a real
sarrabulho,
I never measure anything, I do everything by eye,
anyway, you need loin of pork, fat, lard, pig’s liver, tripe, a bowl of cooked blood, a
whole bulb of garlic, a glass of white wine, an onion, oil, salt, pepper and cumin. Sit down,
Casimira, said Tadeus, and have a little glass of this Reguengos de Monsaraz, it’ll help
you to explain even better. Senhor Casimiro’s Wife thanked Tadeus, sat down and accepted
the glass of wine he offered her. Right, said Senhor Casimiro’s Wife, if you want to
make a good
sarrabulho
you have to prepare the meat the night before, cut the pork
into cubes and marinate it with the chopped garlic, wine, salt, pepper and cumin, by the next
day the meat will be really tender and will smell delicious, next you take an earthenware dish
and add the chopped up fat from the
folhos
, that’s what the fat joining the
intestines together is called, and let it melt over a low flame, brown the cubed pork in the
lard over a high flame and then leave to cook slowly. When the meat is almost done, pour over
the marinade from the night before and let it boil off. Meanwhile, cut up the tripe and the
liver and fry it all in the lard until it’s nicely browned. Then fry the chopped onion
in the oil and add it to the bowl of cooked blood. Then mix everything together in the
earthenware dish and the
sarrabulho
is ready, flavour with more cumin if you want and
serve with potatoes,
polenta
or rice, as I said I prefer
polenta
because
that’s how they serve it where I come from, but that’s entirely up to you.
Senhor Casimiro’s Wife gave an exhausted sigh and placed a hand on her heaving bosom.
And there you are, she said, after that your