Expected a visit from a friend in Petit-saconnex, went down town and got crazy at the marché, got the crabs, the mussles and the saké but I needed an idea to make it ok. I was feeling out of it, bluesy, tomwaitsy and hung up down tired and déprimée, so I walked down my lane and watched the children play. No blue crab cakes, sea food or fancy buffet but colors, shouts and a joyfull bunch of gosses du quartier...

 Baby crab cakes aux herbes fraîches façon for Laura Ashley