Deviled Crab Cakes
- Ready In:
- 45mins
- Ingredients:
- 19
- Serves:
-
6
ingredients
- 1 tablespoon butter
- 2 teaspoons minced onions
- 1⁄4 garlic clove
- 1 tablespoon minced red pepper
- 1 tablespoon minced green pepper
- 4 teaspoons flour
- 1⁄3 cup cream
- 1 teaspoon dry mustard
- 2 teaspoons prepared brown mustard
- 2 teaspoons mixed chopped herbs, such as parsley & basil
- 1⁄4 teaspoon cayenne pepper
- 1 dash Tabasco sauce
- 1 egg yolk
- 10 ounces fresh crabmeat, picked over and drained
- 1 teaspoon lemon juice
- 1 1⁄4 cups fresh breadcrumbs
- salt & pepper
- 1 cup milk, beaten with
- 1 egg, for eggwash
directions
- Melt butter in large heavy frying pan. Add onion, garlic, minced pepper and cook over low heat for 2 - 3 minutes. Add flour and stir until it is well incorporated. Continue to cook 2 - 3 minutes more but do not allow to brown. Gradually add cram and stir until thickened.
- Add dry mustard, prepared mustard, herbs, cayenne and tabasco - mix well. Stir in egg yolk. Quickly add crab meat, lemon juice and 1/4 cup bread crumbs stirring until well blended. Remove from heat. Add salt & pepper to taste,.
- Transfer mixture to bowl, cover and refrigerate at least 3 - 4 hours.
- Heat oil to 375º
- Shape chilled crab mixture into 6 oval cakes. Dip each crab cake into egg wash and then roll in remaining 1 cup fresh bread crumbs until completely covered.
- Fry crab cakes till golden brown 2 - 3 minutes per side. Transfer to paper towels to drain - season lightly with salt and pepper.
- Serve on warm plates with mustard sauce.
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I used to spend my summers with my grandmother in Northern Connecticut. She was a wonderful little Norwegian woman that stood about 5 feet high. My grandfather was a Swedish ship captain that stood well over 6 feet tall. My grandmother would wake up at 5 in the morning just to start making her bread (that had been proofing in the oven all evening) I would anxiously await the warm, crusty, tremendously tasty bread spread with home made strawberry jam or any other berry that she might have picked in the neighbors yard.
These memories of her and her patience in the kitchen with me made me the cook I am today. Not a day passes when I don't think of her...a smile crosses my face and I know she's in the room with me, making sure her measurements are just right.
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