A Yorkshire pudding recipe from Carol Browne today!
These Yorkshire puddings are easy to make and taste great even if you aren’t a vegan. Leftovers are wonderful when reheated in the oven at 200ᵒ C (400ᵒ F) for a few minutes. Don’t use a microwave as that makes the puddings soggy and chewy. This recipe serves 6.
Corresponding with students via snail mail is a good way for teachers to foster trust anytime—but especially when everyone is physically distanced.
My first year in the classroom, I saw one of my more disengaged students pass a note to a friend. I thought about confiscating it, as my teachers had done. Instead, I wrote her my own note the next day. She wrote back, and we continued writing through the year, her engagement in class strengthening alongside our relationship. Letter…
Tonight! It’s finally here. I’ve been anticipating this chat for weeks. I’d love it if you join us to talk about Saunders’ Choice, and to catch up on what we’re all reading, watching, and listening to.
I’d love to see you there!
All the details to join this free chat are in this link.
I’ve been M.I.A. for a few weeks because….life. But today’s topic got me back in the blogging challenge saddle.
My “go to” book or movie for a pick-me-up. Easy peasy and I’m gonna do both!
I’ve mentioned this book dozens of times on this blog – and others – but whenever I can’t find something new and intriguing to read, I pull out my copy of NEW YORK TO DALLAS by J.D. Robb from my book case. It is without a doubt my favorite Robb addition of the In Death Series to date, even though they are all excellent reads. This one, though, is so packed with emotion, suspense, and love, plus the way Robb really gets to the meaning of marriage, that it’s worth a re-read every now and again. The last three pages are my absolute favorite in the book and even though I’ve read the…
My dad, who died a year ago, had lots of interests, including fly fishing. He taught me to love the outdoors and to cast into a garbage can lid in our driveway. I was lucky to have such a great dad.
I decided to ignore Father’s Day this year.
My dad died a week shy of his 96th birthday last June following a long and interesting life. He was a World War II Navy veteran, a mechanical engineer, a fly fisherman, an ice dancer who in his later years turned to ballroom, and a lover of animals, wild places, baseball, and musical theater.
I miss him every day.
With Dad gone, I felt Father’s Day had no further meaning for me, but of course I was wrong. I can’t believe I didn’t see what was right in front of me.
It’s a strange time to hold a book launch, quarantined as we are, stuck with the feeling that there is no safe place to go. How long will this isolation last? There’s simply no way to tell. We long for a signal, like the one Punxsutawney Phil delivers each year when the furry rodent surfaces from his den to tell us when winter will morph into spring.
Alas, there is no miraculous creature to mark the end of our confinement. Which brings me back to the book launch for my new novel, Wild Horses on the Salt. Normally, I would host a book signing and a Q&A session at some lovely bookstore – Don’t you love bookstores? – but, of course, that wouldn’t work considering our current situation.
With that in mind, I popped on my thinking cap, and decided we could have a book signing of sorts right here. So, let me get my magic wand. I’ll be right back.
Yay! I found my magic wand!
Whew! Found it. It was tucked in the back of a closet and it’s a bit dusty. But I think it’ll work. Let’s see.
Oooo! Sparkles everywhere!
And now…here we are! Look at all those pretty books. You want to touch them, I know. And this bookstore – lucky us – also has a bar. What a brilliant idea. So, everyone get a beverage and then sit in those rows of chairs.
Oh my! We need more chairs. So many people! (A girl can dream.)
I take my place at the podium and lift the mic. Unlike a lot of authors – many of whom tend to be introverted types – I’ve never met a microphone I didn’t like. Could be my massive ego, but I digress.
“Thank you all for coming. I am overwhelmed.” I smile. “And now, I’d be happy to take your questions.
Hands shoot up all around the room and I blush. (Really.) “In the corner. Yes, you, sir.” A dapper-looking man with a gray beard smiles.
“What kind of books do you write?”
“Good question. I write fiction, though not in any specific genre. My stories are based on subjects that interest me. In the past, I’ve written about a former soldier suffering from post-traumatic stress, child abuse, polygamy, domestic terrorism, cults, archeological looting, the black-market sale of antiquities, and a serial rapist. In Wild Horses on the Salt, themes include the problems associated with the over population of wild horses in the West and the struggles involved in escaping from domestic violence. However, all my books have one thing in common: the amazing landscape of Arizona, from the Sonoran Desert to the Verde Valley to the high country of the Arizona strip.”
I spy a few younger members of the audience and am delighted, as a just-retired teacher, to see some of my former students. “Makayla.”
“Ms. Montgomery, what inspired you to write about the wild horses of Arizona’s Salt River?”
“You can call me Anne.”
Makayla and the rest of the kids look like I’ve asked them to serve detention for a week. I sigh and realize I will be Ms. Montgomery for the rest of my life.
The horses that roam along Arizona’s Salt River are beautiful but problematic.
“The horses that roam free along the Salt River have been the subject of much controversy in Arizona, primarily because their numbers have grown too large to be sustainable and they too frequently encounter vehicles, events that result in accidents that have killed the animals and injured humans. Though millions of wild horses once roamed free in the United States, today approximately 82,000 remain. Because their ancestors were brought here by European explorers, there are some who believe these animals are an invasive species, a creature that should be culled to safeguard native fauna, fragile grasslands, and riparian habitats. Others believe the wild horse should be defended, protected, and allowed to roam free. The debate is ongoing, with those on both sides of the issue often unwilling to compromise.”
I scan the room and focus on a young woman dressed in a turquoise T-shirt, jeans, and strappy sandals. I nod.
“The protagonist in Wild Horses on the Salt is running away from domestic violence. What made you write about the topic?”
“Thank you for asking. According to the National Intimate Partner and Sexual Violence Survey, nearly 1 in 4 adult women and approximately 1 in 7 men in the U.S. report having experienced severe physical violence from an intimate partner in their lifetime.
The often-silent scourge of domestic violence invades all walks of life and, though the poor are disproportionately affected, no one is immune. I felt it was important to point out that domestic violence does not discriminate. People of all kinds, young, old, rich, poor, white, black and brown are subjected to its wrath.
The life of Rebecca Quinn, the protagonist in Wild Horses on the Salt, seems idyllic from the outside. She’s a smart attorney with a handsome, successful spouse. She comes from wealth and privilege. And yet, Becca is repeatedly brutalized by her husband.
I created Becca from personal experience – I’ve been subjected to domestic violence myself – and from statistics. The point is no one should have to deal with this abuse and there is always a way out, though that does not mean leaving is easy. One needs support, both emotional and financial, to get away, as well as a plan to survive the split. It’s my hope that those reading about Becca’s journey will be inspired to make changes in their own lives.
I take more questions. Everyone is so interested in my book, I’m giddy with delight. Eventually, however, the manager of the book store taps her watch.
“Thank you so much for coming everyone. I will be signing books at that table in the corner.”
OK. You got me. This is me signing books at a previous book launch. There’s only so much my magic wand can do.
A long line of book buyers forms as I take my seat. When the last book is signed – of course, it’s a sellout – I have cramps in my hand, but it’s pain I will savor.
After everyone leaves, my sweetie pie appears with a glass of wine. “Thought you might need this,” he says, and I remember why I love him.
That said, the first person in the contiguous United States who contacts me will get a signed copy of Wild Horses on the Salt.
And, again, thank you for coming.
Wild Horses on the Salt
A woman flees an abusive husbandand finds hope in the wilds of the Arizona desert.
Published by Liaison – A Next Chapter Imprint
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Rebecca Quinn escapes her controlling husband and, with nowhere else to go, hops the red-eye to Arizona. There, Gaby Strand – her aunt’s college roommate – gives her shelter at the Salt River Inn, a 1930’s guesthouse located in the wildly beautiful Tonto National Forest.
Becca struggles with post-traumatic stress, but is enthralled by the splendor and fragility of the Sonoran Desert. The once aspiring artist meets Noah Tanner, a cattle rancher and beekeeper, Oscar Billingsley, a retired psychiatrist and avid birder, and a blacksmith named Walt. Thanks to her new friends and a small band of wild horses, Becca adjusts to life in the desert and rekindles her love of art.
Then, Becca’s husband tracks her down, forcing her to summon all her strength. But can she finally stop running away?
“Ms. Montgomery weaves an intricate parallel tale, portraying the struggles of one woman, and that of a lost wild stallion—both fighting to rise above the cruelty of an unkind world. Her unique writing style, incredible knowledge of her subject matter, combined with her ability to create vivid scenes of the East Valley, and particularly the Tonto National Forest and Salt River area in Arizona, takes the reader on a fascinating (and educational) journey.” —Author Margaret Millmore
“The author’s brilliant world building soon had me relaxing and enjoying the desert, the wilderness with so many horses. This was the kind of story I knew I wouldn’t want to end.” Anita Dawes
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Please welcome cookbook author Sloane Taylor to the blog with a chilled soup recipe. If you’ve never tried gazpacho, this is a great recipe to start with because it’s easy and packed with flavor.
Beat the Heat Summer Supper
When the days are muggy and hot, cool down with this light and refreshing meal. Add a loaf of crusty fresh bread and a bottle of chilled, crisp white wine to make dinner complete.
GAZPACHO – Cold Fresh Vegetable Soup
Image by Яна Тикунова from Pixabay
1 large cucumber, peeled and chopped 5 medium Roma/plum tomatoes, peeled and chopped 1 large onion, chopped 1 medium green pepper, seeded and chopped 1 tbsp. garlic, chopped fine or pressed 4 cups French or Italian bread chunks, crust removed 4 cups cold water ¼ cup red wine vinegar 2 tsps. salt 4 tbsps. olive oil 2 tbsp. tomato paste
Combine cucumber, tomatoes, onion, green pepper, garlic, and bread in a large bowl. Stir in water, vinegar, and salt. Ladle mixture into a blender or food processor. Be careful not to overload either appliance. Set on high speed until you have a smooth puree. Pour the blend into a clean large bowl and whisk in olive oil and tomato paste.
Cover the bowl and refrigerate for 2 hours minimum. Just before serving stir well to recombine ingredients. Ladle into a chilled tureen or large soup bowls.
May you enjoy all the days of your life filled with good friends, laughter, and seated around a well-laden table!
Sloane Taylor is an Award-Winning author with a passion that consumes her day and night. She is an avid cook and posts new recipes on her blog every Wednesday. The recipes are user friendly, meaning easy.
The Ripped Bodice’s 4th Annual Summer Romance Bingo cards are ready and I’m excited to play.
Reading will always be one of my favorite summer activities, along with warm evening walks and outdoor concerts. It looks like that last one is out for the foreseeable future, so I’m extra excited to play bingo with my friends.
I have my eye on a specific row and I could use some help for recommendations on two of them: There Was Only One Bed, which I am so excited about, because I haven’t read one of these in a long time; and Violet Eyes. Have you read any romances that you like and that fit one or both of those squares?
I’m reading You’ve Got Tail by Renee George, which will count for the Title Is A Pun square.
I ordered Chaos Reigning: A Novel (The Consortium Rebellion #3) by Jessie Mihalik from The Ripped Bodice for The Final Frontier square.
I plan to read Bound to You (Demon Knights #1) by Alyson Caraway for the Debut Novel square. It releases 8/7/20.
You can fill in some squares from my titles.
The Dreaming, which is the first book in my Natural Gifts series, counts as either the Debut Novel or Psychics/Telekinesis square. I have psychic characters, not telekinetics.
Desert Sunrise can fill in two squares; Ice Cream and Psychics/Telekinesis. Again, no telekinetics, only psychics.
No Yesterdays counts for either the Dumped At A Wedding square or the Psychics/Telekinesis square. No telekinetics here, but various types of psychic talent for sure.