Sunday, March 16, 2014

Sunday Supper – March for Ten People


From Mrs Beeton’s Household Management

First Course
Macaroni Soup
Boiled Turbot and Lobster Sauce
Salmon Cutlets


Entrees
Compote of Pigeons
Mutton Cutlets and Tomato Sauce

Second Course
Roast Lamb
Boiled Half Calf’s Head, Tongue, and Brains
Boiled Bacon-cheek, garnished with spoonfuls of Spinach
Vegetables

Third Course
Ducklings
Ginger Cream
Trifle
Rhubarb Tart
Cheesecakes
Fondues, in cases
Desserts and Ices

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Look Who's Talking - Kariss Stone


Today I have Kariss Stone as my guest on 'Look Who's Talking'. 
Kariss is an aspiring writer of erotic romance.

Hi Kariss, Thank you for taking part in my ‘Look Who’s Talking’.

Thank you so much Sandie for inviting me to a guest on your blog.

     1)      What couldn’t you live without?
a)      Computer
b)      Mobile phone
c)      Your car

Computer – I could never go back to writing my stories with pen and paper!

Pen and paper isn't that bad, I find I can get my characters head a lot better writing long hand. But it doesn't work for everyone

    2)      Hugh Jackman is coming to dinner, what do you cook?
a)      Lamb roast dinner
b)      Fish and chips
c)      Find out what Hugh’s favourite meal is and cook that.

I’d cook the Lamb Roast dinner so I could joke about that old Tom Cruise and lamb dinner ad!

That was a great ad. I'd pick the lamb roast dinner over Tom Cruise any day.

     3)      If you could live anywhere in the world other than Australia where would it be and why?


Cinque Terre, Italy, or one of the Greek Islands because they’re such picturesque little places. I love the architecture, scenery, the water views, the quietness of the place, and they’re perfect writing backdrops too. In 2009 I was priveledged enough to go on an overseas cruise with my family and visited some ports in Italy and Greece. Here’s a photo of the little village of Vernazza in the Cinque Terre, 




And another photo of the Greek Island of Mykonnos that we visited.


It certainly looks beautiful Kariss. It would be a great place to set a novel.
    

      3)      Who is your favourite author? Why?

Emily Bronte. I love Wuthering Heights. There was so much emotion and depth to that book. I like all the Bronte sister’s works. Here you have 3 girls who lived on the moors, relatively secluded from the world, who hadn’t experienced much in the way of life outside of Haworth, and yet they wrote great books with lots of depth and emotion and insight into the human character.

Have to agree with you there Kariss, Wuthering Heights is one of my favourite novels as well. 


    4)      You have found a time machine in your back yard where would you go back in time or into the future? Why?

I would go fifty years into the future as I’d like to see how the world ends up and how long earth, as we know it, would exist.

I'm not sure I want to know what is going to happen in the future. I's go back to the Regency era. I'd love to be able to chat with Jane Austen.

    5)      What is your current work-in-progress? (Unpublished writers)

It’s a series of ten connected erotica short stories centred around a particular theme.

I love the theme of these stories. Very cleaver. 

Would you like to share an extract?


Yes, that would be great, thank you! This is a scene between my heroine Charlotte Castle and her newfound friend Emily Harrington, as they sit on the balcony of a hotel in Darling Harbour, Sydney, pondering matters of the heart.

“So…Emily, are you seeing anybody at the moment?”
Emily’s eyes widen, surprised by this change of topic. “Not at the moment. Why do you ask?”
“Well I think Martin likes you,” Charlotte replies. “He looks at you a certain way, you know, in that way one looks at someone they like?”
“He does? I haven’t noticed. Besides I’m not ready to date. I was engaged once, but my fiancĂ© abandoned me in Columbia on our honeymoon, without any warning or reason, leaving me all alone in a foreign country. He never contacted me and I have no way of contacting him now, not that I want to. I also have no idea why he left me.”
“Oh my God, that’s shocking. How long ago was that?”
“Two years ago. When I was twenty-two. I don’t understand it. I mean there must have been an extremely good reason why he did that. For the life of me I can’t think of any.”
“Unless he was a total prick,” Charlotte points out. “Had two sides to him and his true colours came out?”
“Hmm…”
“And you say he hasn’t contacted you at all?”
“Nope. That’s what I find hard to accept. He moved houses, changed his numbers so he couldn’t be tracked.”
“Maybe he’s a drug mule or seller or something?” Charlotte suggests. “What would you do if you ever saw him again?”
Oh, she’d thought of plenty of things! “For starters I would punch him in the face, kick him in the balls and fire expletives at him while I was doing all those things.”
“You go girl!”
“I mean how do you get over something like that?” Emily queries. “And the not knowing? This was the man who’d vowed to love me forever just a few days earlier. I’ve had to try and put it out of my mind.”
“And the best way to forget about a guy is to be thinking about a new guy. What do you think of Martin?”
“He’s nice,” Emily replies. “As a friend though.” Emily couldn’t admit to Charlotte that Eric is the man she likes. What women wouldn’t be attracted to such a gorgeous hunk? She’d never try anything though. It was clear that Charlotte loved Eric and he loved her. “You know, you’re one lucky girl, having a boyfriend like Eric.”
“We’re not boyfriend and girlfriend,” Charlotte replies. “I sometimes imagine we were.”
“Really? The way you two were in there when we were having our group sex, both gravitating to each other and only having eyes for one another, at least in the beginning, I just assumed.”
“No, our relationship has always been sex with no strings attached. Maybe one day it might lead to something more.”
“So you’d like that?” Emily asks.
“Sometimes yes,” Charlotte replies, “but I know where I stand.”
“Well in my opinion, whether you realise it or not, you guys have a strong connection. Is there something holding him back?”
“I know he’s afraid of commitment. He told me that, although hasn’t given me a reason why. He doesn’t open up emotionally unfortunately.”
“Are you in love with him?” Emily asks pointedly.
“Oh no, no. I couldn’t possibly be. We’ve only known each other for five weeks.”
“Don’t you ever watch the TV show The Batchelor?”
“Occasionally.”
“How easily do the women fall in love with the man?”
Charlotte doesn’t answer her, and Emily knows it’s a good point she’s made. “I think you should speak to Eric and suggest you take your relationship to the next level. Maybe he needs to hear how you feel, know that you would be interested in something more.”
“I don’t know if I can, Emily. It might scare him away.”
“If you’re happy being sexual partners, whenever he feels like a roll in the hay he’ll call you and you’ll respond, then that’s up to you of course. If, however, you want more than that, I would tell Eric exactly how you feel. And if he can’t commit to you be strong enough to walk away. You’re a nice girl and you deserve better.”
“That’s exactly what my friends say,” Charlotte remarks.
“Well all us girls can’t be wrong, can we?”
“But like I said before, I knew this was a no strings attached affair and I was happy with that.”
“And now?”
“And now…I think I am.”
“You don’t sound convicted. Don’t live your life with regrets, Charlotte. I saw what having regrets did to my uncle, and I wouldn’t want anybody to go through what he went through.”
Eric appears at the doorway. “Dinner’s ready.”
“We’re coming,” Emily tells him and gives Charlotte a big hug. “Just think about what you really want, okay?”
Once again Charlotte doesn’t respond, instead saying, “You’re a fantastic person, Emily. That fiancĂ© of yours―”
“Ex-fiancĂ©,” Emily corrects.
“Ex-fiancĂ© is a complete jerk ball for walking out on you.”

© excerpt copywrited to Kariss Stone 2013
                                               ***
Great excerpt Kariss. Your novel is very interesting. 

Thank you so much Sandie for having me!



Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Tasty Tuesday - Baked Bread and Butter Pudding

From Mrs Beeton’s Household Management
INGREDIENTS:
9 thin slices of bread and butter

1–1/2 pint of milk
4 eggs
sugar to taste
1/4 lb. of currants
flavouring of vanilla
grated lemon-peel or nutmeg.
Mode:.
Cut 9 slices of bread and butter not very thick, and put them into a pie-dish, with currants between each layer and on the top. Sweeten and flavour the milk, either by infusing a little lemon-peel in it, or by adding a few drops of essence of vanilla; well whisk the eggs, and stir these to the milk. Strain this over the bread and butter, and bake in a moderate oven for 1 hour, or rather longer. This pudding may be very much enriched by adding cream, candied peel, or more eggs than stated above. It should not be turned out, but sent to table in the pie-dish, and is better for being made about 2 hours before it is baked.
Time: 1 hour, or rather longer.
Average cost, 9d.
Sufficient for 6 or 7 persons.
Seasonable at any time.
BUTTER.—Butter is indispensable in almost all culinary preparations. Good fresh butter, used in moderation, is easily digested; it is softening, nutritious, and fattening, and is far more easily digested than any other of the oleaginous substances sometimes used in its place.


Sunday, March 2, 2014

Sunday Supper – March for Twelve People

First Course
White Soup.
Clear Gravy Soup.
Boiled Salmon, Shrimp Sauce, and dressed Cucumber.
Baked Mullets in paper cases.


Entree
Filet de Boeuf and Spanish Sauce.
Larded Sweetbreads.
Rissoles.
Chicken Patties.
Second Course
Roast Fillet of Veal and Bechamel Sauce.
Boiled Leg of Lamb.
Roast Fowls, garnished with Water-cresses.
Boiled Ham, garnished with Carrots and mashed Turnips.
Vegetables—Sea-kale, Spinach, or Broccoli.
Third Course
Two Ducklings.
Guinea–Fowl, larded.
Orange Jelly.
Charlotte Russe.
Coffee Cream.
Ice Pudding.
Macaroni with Parmesan Cheese.
Spinach, garnished with Croutons.
DESSERT AND ICES.


Thursday, February 27, 2014

At Your Service – The 19th Century Butler


The Butler:-

Most senior of the house servant.

Addressed as Mr (last name) by staff and last name only by his employer.

Carries out much of his duties from the Butler pantry. Here the plate (silverware) and china are kept when not in use.

Responsibilities:

Responsible for all the male staff.

Supervises the footmen when serving a meal.

In charge of:         

The wine cellar

The plate

He oversees:         

The setting of the table

Trimming candlewicks

Filling lamps with oil

Cleaning the silver

He irons the masters newspaper each morning – this is to stop the ink from transferring to his masters hands.

He is the one to take a gentleman or lady visitor to the drawing.

He makes sure that other staff, tradesman or workers wait in the hall.

He is responsible for ringing the ‘dress bell’ to let the family and guests know it is time to dress for dinner.

Once everyone has gone to bed he checks that the doors are locked for the evening.

That all lamps and fires have been extinguished.

The butler earns between forty to sixty pound ($4,300 - $6,400) per year. He also receives considerable ‘gratuity’ money from vendors selling goods to maintain the house.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Tasty Tuesday - Braised Leg of Mutton

From Mrs. Beeton's Household Management
 INGREDIENTS: –
1 small leg of mutton
4 carrots
 3 onions
1 faggot of savoury herbs
a bunch of parsley
seasoning to taste of pepper and salt
a few slices of bacon
a few veal trimmings
1/2 pint of gravy or water.
Mode.—Line the bottom of a braising-pan with a few slices of bacon, put in the carrots, onions, herbs, parsley, and seasoning, and over these place the mutton. Cover the whole with a few more slices of bacon and the veal trimmings, pour in the gravy or water, and stew very gently for 4 hours. Strain the gravy, reduce it to a glaze over a sharp fire, glaze the mutton with it, and send it to table, placed on a dish of white haricot beans boiled tender, or garnished with glazed onions.
NOTE:
The French term “bouquet garni” is used to describe a combination of herbs which are bundled together and used to flavor dishes by being placed in cooking pots as they simmer on the stovetop, and then removed before serving. Some refer to this as an “herb posy”, “savoury herb posy, “bouquet fagot”, “bouquet faggot”, “faggot of sweet herbs” “garnished faggot”, “kitchen bouquet”, and more.
Time.—4 hours. Average cost, 5s.
Sufficient for 6 or 7 persons.
Seasonable at any time.

THE ORDER OF THE GOLDEN FLEECE.—This order of knighthood was founded by Philip the Good, duke of Burgundy, in 1429, on the day of his marriage with the Princess Isabella of Portugal. The number of the members was originally fixed at thirty-one, including the sovereign, as the head and chief of the institution. In 1516, Pope Leo X. consented to increase the number to fifty-two, including the head. In 1700 the German emperor Charles VI. and King Philip of Spain both laid claim to the order. The former, however, on leaving Spain, which he could not maintain by force of arms, took with him, to Vienna, the archives of the order, the inauguration of which he solemnized there in 1713, with great magnificence; but Philip V. of Spain declared himself Grand Master, and formally protested, at the congress of Cambrai (1721), against the pretensions of the emperor. The dispute, though subsequently settled by the intercession of France, England, and Holland, was frequently renewed, until the order was tacitly introduced into both countries, and it now passes by the respective names of the Spanish or Austrian “Order of the Golden Fleece,” according to the country where it is issued.

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Look Who's Talking - Iris Blobel


It is my pleasure to welcome Iris Blobel to my blog today.

Iris thank you for taking part in my ‘Look Who’s Talking’ blog.

Thank you for the opportunity.

Let's hit the questions:
1. Hugh Jackman is coming to dinner, what do you cook?
a) Lamb roast dinner
b) Fish and chips
c) Find out what Hugh’s favourite meal is and cook that.

Well… I’ve failed my Australian citizenship application because I don’t like lamb. Fish and chips are on my “no no list” to eat, because I’m histamine intolerant. So I’d really go for something I could eat as well without falling victim to any of the various symptoms – wouldn’t like to end up with a massive migraine, while Hugh is in the house. Imagine the embarrassment! But there’re some very nice recipes out there. I’m sure I’d be able to come up with something he’d like.

I know what you mean Iris. Of course, it would be no hardship having Hugh sitting by my bed placing a cold compress to my forehead every so often.


2.  If you could live anywhere in the world other than Australia, where would it be and why?


Canada!
I met my husband in Canada and before we had children, we always thought about taking LWOP for a year and live over there. I know it’s cold, but just so beautiful and diverse, the mountains and the sea. And the wildlife… but I think that part would mostly be scary!


Canada does sound wonderful. My husband has always said he’d like to go there for a visit. I’d love to live in England, mostly for the castles and the history. Of course I write historical romance so it would be right up my alley.  

3.  The world is coming to an end, what are you most proud of achieving?
Having my girls and raising them (without going insane), trying to prepare them for an ever-changing world, without losing their sense of humour and generous character.

I have to agree with you there Iris, my kids would have to be my proudest achievement. Just admiring the people they have become and how they are now raising their children.

4.  A fairy godmother has come to visit and she is willing to turn one of your heroes into a human. Who would you pick?

Daniel from “Sweet Dreams, Miss England”. Oh my… yes, please! Daniel’s Irish, he’s charming, clever and… *sighs*… yes, please, fairy godmother, let it be Daniel!

Oh, he does sound like a dream.

5.  Do you have a new release coming out soon or have you just released a novel?


Yes, “More Beginnings” was released late January. It’s the second book in the Beginnings series, which is set in Hobart (Tasmania) telling the story of two sisters who’ve inherited a house from a stranger. I’ve really fallen in love with the Levesque girl and I’m so close finishing the 3rd book and have a (hopefully!) great idea for number four J

That sounds like an interesting series Iris.


Would you like to share an extract?


Mia let out a mighty sigh. She had joined Zach at the front porch and sat next to him on the swing. Enjoying a cool drink, he asked her to grab a soft drink from the fridge as well. It was a warm summer day, and the air showed no sign of cooling down. A lot of people in Hobart were tired and weary of the unusual hot spell for the very southern Australian city.

With another hefty sigh, Mia raked through her long, blond hair and focused into the distance.

"Honestly, Zach, she’s a dragon. I’m sure she does that on purpose. She doesn’t like me. She thinks I’m spoilt."


The dragon was Miss Peterson, Mia’s high school English teacher. Mia liked school and enjoyed her classes. English wasn’t her worst subject, but it certainly was the toughest, with Miss Peterson piling on homework one after the other.
Zach sipped on his drink. "Hey, pumpkin, settle down. What is that supposed to mean ‘you’re spoilt’?"

She shrugged. "You know!"

His eyebrows shot up. "Actually I don’t know! Isn’t she Sophie’s good friend?"

Another shrug. "Kinda, I s’pose. They used to do the boxing stuff together, and since Soph’s carrying a baby, they go and enjoy cake instead."

Ignoring his laugh and the subject, she went inside and helped herself to cold lemonade. She opened the can with a simple click and took a long sip. "Man, it’s hot."

Zach seemed to ponder on that thought just like Mia, when she suddenly said, "You need to cut the grass, Zach."

He almost spilled the drink. "Good grief, thanks, honey." There wasn’t much yard in front of Zach’s house. A flagstone path crossed the patch of lawn, and he’d kept the rest of the garden as low maintenance as possible. But he loved sitting on the front porch, watching the world go by.

He placed his arm around her and drew her in a bit closer. "Have you talked to Soph about your teacher?"

She nodded. "Yes. Her reply was that for most fourteen-year-old girls all the teachers seem like dragons. She remembers her science teacher who gave her a hard time. She blames it on my hormones because she thinks," Mia snorted and then continued, "Miss Peterson is a really nice person."

He chuckled, which earned him a momentary glare from Mia.

Zach shrugged his left shoulder. "I s’pose she has a point."

Rolling her eyes, she moved away from him again. "Too hot for sentiments like that."

He laughed. She had come a long way from when he had first met her. That was six years earlier, and she had been only eight. Eight years old with already enough character for three teenagers combined. But he’d liked her from more or less their first meeting on. He had been helping the girls find some stuff in their attic when he had mistaken her for Sophie’s daughter. With hands on hips she’d said to him, "Do I look like her daughter? I mean, seriously." She had the genes to become a pretty girl and she was heading that way in big steps. The stylish haircut, a slight touch of make-up to emphasise her grey-green eyes, and always dressed in the latest fashion to compliment her slim figure. And she did have her heart in the right place.

"You’ll meet her tomorrow when you drop me off at the school sports."

Eyes wide open, he turned to look at her. "I will?"

"Oh man, didn’t Sophie tell you?"

"Apparently not. Or she might have." He scratched the back of his head. "I guess she probably left a note on my calendar."

"You’ll take me, won’t you?"

He gave a small nod. "Yup."

Zach lived across the road from Sophie and Mia Levesque. The sisters had moved into Sixty-Four Chestnut Avenue six years earlier. He had shared a hot kiss with Sophie, but in the end it was Mark she’d fallen in love with.

"Will what’s-his-name be there?"

Mia rolled her eyes. "Josh. Yes he will. Remember he’s in my class."

He chuckled. "Pumpkin, just because what’s-his-name is in your class ain’t mean he’s participating in a sports day."

"Doesn’t mean."

"Beg yours?"
She took a deep breath. "It’s doesn’t mean and not ain’t. You know it drives Soph mad when you use the American lingo."

He turned to look at her. "I honestly have no idea how I’ve survived the last few years with you guys across the road."

Checking the time, she stood. "Thanks for the drink." She leaned forward to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Eight o’clock tomorrow morning?"

Zach nodded. "Does your dragon spit fire?"

With her hands on her hips, she replied, "You’re not taking me seriously, are you?"

"I am!"

She tilted her head slightly. "Let me see," she paused for effect. "With your green eyes, athletic body, husky voice, blond hair, which, by the way, is in serious need of a trim, ... hmm... she might like you. But then again, your job as an escort might disturb her."
Shaking his head, he stood and took her empty can of lemonade. "Instead of giving me a hard time with my lingo, Sophie should keep an eye on the books you read. All that romance stuff is making you silly in the head. Husky voice." He laughed and went into the house.

"At eight?" she screamed after him.

"Yeah, I’ll be there."
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Thank you for your time. – Thank YOU for having me J

Sandie