Thursday, December 31, 2009

a review of "Death in the Stocks"

Death in the Stocks by Georgette Heyer
(Sourcebooks Landmark, ISBN 978-1-4022-1797-5)

If you would like to finish out your year with a funny, entertaining, cozy mystery, then once again I have a very nice Georgette Heyer book to offer for your consideration.

In the very early hours of the morning, the body of a dead man, dressed in evening clothes, is found on the village green, his feet in the stocks. The murdered man turns out to be the wealthy weekend visitor Andrew Vereker, and once police start to investigate the crime they soon determine that there are many people who, for various reasons, are not unhappy to find that Vereker has been sent on to his just rewards. Relatives, soon to be in-laws, business associates...all whom it seems greatly disliked the dead man and none of whom have an alibi. The very clever Superintendent Hannasyde is called in to solve the crime and he certainly has his work cut out for him with this cast of characters. Lucky for us, there is a lot of very funny and entertaining goings on for us to enjoy as that is accomplished.

Once again, as with the previous two Heyer mysteries that I have reviewed, I can totally recommend Death In The Stocks to fans of the genre, especially if you are a fan of these sort of English country house mysteries. I am not totally convinced if the culture she describes in her books ever really existed, and surely it does not now, some 60 or more years later, but it certainly is very entertaining. Heyer is the queen of witty, funny dialogue and the queen still reigns here. Great characters and great dialogue is what she excels at. If you have read and enjoyed the mysteries of Agatha Christie or Dorothy Sayer and are not familiar with the perhaps lesser known Heyer, you need to check her out and Death In the Stocks is a great place to start.

I also must mention once again...because I love to repeat myself when I say something true...that I just love the look and feel and quality of these editions reissued by Sourcebooks. They are some of the nicest, high quality paperbacks that I have ever read.

If you are looking for a nice cozy to cozy up to on a cold winter night, perhaps with a cuppa tea and a slice of fruitcake (see my post from Saturday) run out and grab yourself a Heyer!

My thanks to Danielle at Sourcebooks for this copy to review.



Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Wordless Wednesday- On The Sixth Day of Christmas

Wreath





Lighthouses..Even on the Tree





When Pigs Fly...





A Charlie Brown Tree


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Tuesday, December 29, 2009

On The Fifth Day of Christmas....Bandit Tuesday

This photo shows two things. First, that Bandit has lot of toys, although if I am not mistaken, that one is from last year. A very brave toy to have lasted a year in that little fellows paws.
Second, it shows that Bandit's 'mom', my niece got a fancy new SLR digital camera for Christmas and poor Bandit will have many, many pictures taken of him without question.

Christmas was a little overwhelming for him, all those toys, all that activity and visitors. There was crying involved. And now, as he explains on his
blog, he feels like he is a victim of the puparazzi!

Hopefully, the newness of the camera will wear off and Bandit will be able to take a nap and play in peace soon.


Saturday, December 26, 2009

...On The Second Day of Christmas...

What do you do on the second day of Christmas?
Eat Christmas Cake!! And there on the right is a photo of this years cake...before we cut into it.

As I have written before, I made a traditional Irish Christmas Cake weeks ago, have been letting it mellow and basting it with a wee bit of rum (I had no Irish whiskey, the more common substance used for that purpose) and we sliced it last night. It is a dark fruit cake, covered in a layer of marzipan and then covered with royal icing, which, for those not familiar with royal icing, dries very hard.

Here is a basic recipe, which I use with some changes, from Darina Allen, who is sort of the Martha Stewart of Ireland. It seems a bit daunting, but is quite easy once you assemble all the ingredients.

Darina Allen's Christmas Cake

Ingredients
225g (8oz) sultanas
225g (8oz) raisins
110g (4oz) candied peel, chopped
75g (3oz) stoned dates, chopped
75g (3oz) dried apricots, chopped
50g (2oz) currants
4oz (110g) very good quality glace cherries, halved or quartered
the zest and juice of an orange
the zest and juice of a lemon
a grated granny smith apple
25g (1oz) crystallized ginger, finely chopped
125ml (4fl oz) brandy or Irish whiskey
275g (10oz) butter, softened
275g (10oz) soft light brown sugar
5 eggs
50g (2oz) ground almonds
275g (10oz) plain flour
1 tsp mixed spice
1/4 tsp ground cinnamon
1/4 tsp freshly grated nutmeg

You will need:
23cm (9in) diameter cake tin or 20 x 20cm (8 x 8in) square cake tin
(I used a 10" round pan)

Method

1. Place the dried fruit and the crystallized ginger in a bowl. Pour on the brandy or whiskey and allow to soak for at least 2 hours. (I cover the fruit in rum and let it soak, covered, for 2 days)

2. Preheat the oven to 150°C (300°F). Line the cake tin with greaseproof paper and wrap a collar of brown paper around the outside, which will help prevent the cake from drying out.

3. Cream the butter in a large bowl or in an electric food mixer until soft. Add the sugar and beat until the mixture is light and fluffy. Add the eggs, one at a time, beating well between each addition. Stir in the orange zest and ground almonds, then sift in the flour and spices and fold in gently. Fold in the dried fruit and any brandy or whiskey left in the bowl. Transfer the mixture to the prepared cake tin. Bake in the oven for 2 1/2-3 1/4 hours (a round tin will take longer) until a skewer inserted into the middle of the cake comes out clean. Cover the cake, still in the tin, with foil and allow to cool. Once the cake has cooled, remove it from the tin and cover again in foil until you are ready to cover it with almond paste.


I buy tubes of marzipan, instead of making my own as she does. I used 2 this year, but will at least double it next year, as there were cries for a thicker marzipan layer. Then you make some royal icing...
Now if you are not too concerned with raw egg safety you can use egg whites. Beat four egg whites until foamy, and then slowly beat in a lb. of confectioner sugar and a little lemon juice for flavor. If you don't want to use eggs, you can make it with meringue powder, available where they sell cake decorating supplies.

Now, a final word about the fruit. I add up the total weight of the fruit in her recipe and then just make up my own mix of the best quality dried fruits you can find. DO NOT use that nasty "fruitcake" stuff in the supermarket, in the little plastic tubs. I think raisins and currents are needed but for the rest you can use what you like...dried cherries, cranberries, dates, figs, pears...whatever. Just chop them quite small, raisin size, and aim for about the same total weight as she uses.

After it is cut, the cake will stay fresh for a long tine in an airtight container or you can cut it into slices and freeze them.

Lovely with a nice cuppa tea on a cold winter day.

Hope you enjoyed my contribution to the Christmas edition of Weekend Cooking, and be sure to check out the other entries this week. As always, hosted by Beth Fish Reads.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Wishing You and Yours a Happy Christmas!



And in that region there were shepherds out in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.
And an angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were filled with fear.
And the angel said to them, "Be not afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of a great joy which will come to all the people; for to you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.
And this will be a sign for you: you will find a babe wrapped in swaddling cloths and lying in a manger."
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying, "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among men with whom he is pleased!"

Luke2:8-15



Thursday, December 24, 2009

A Favorite Christmas Video...



First of all, I don't really like The Little Drummer Boy. And I thought the David Bowie of this era was a wee bit creepy.

Yet, I think this is a charming video, the blending of the androgynous Ziggy Stardust and Mr. Christmas himself, two hugely different eras coming together in what has become a classic. A month after this was filmed, Bing Crosby would be dead of a heart attack.
The show's creators blended Little Drummer Boy and an original song, Peace on Earth, in a last minute attempt to make Bowie, who hated Drummer Boy, willing to go ahead with filming this segment for Bing's 1977 Christmas special.
This very nice song was the result.

And a short clip of a video from a group I just found online, L'Angélus, a beautiful version of another of my very favorite Christmas song...

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Wordless Wednesday- A Snowy Week




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Saturday, December 19, 2009

Weekend Cooking... A Special Pennsylvania 'Dutch' Treat.

I was going to write about my favorite, go-to cookbook this morning but then I looked outside and changed my mind. It is a cold, snowy day here at the Jersey Shore, so my mind went to one of my favorite comfort breakfast foods...scrapple. Now, many of you who live out of the Mid-Atlantic states may not be familiar with scrapple. A few of you that are familiar with this delightful product may not share my fondness for it. I have actually seen people shutter at the mention of it. Oh, they are so, so wrong!
What is scrapple? Well, let me tell you if you are not so lucky to have grown up eating it.

Scrapple is made with pork, usually scraps, although I remember a TV show with Julia Child making it using a loin of pork. However, unless Julia is coming to your house to cook, the scrapple you buy will be made with pork scraps finely minced, pork broth, cornmeal and spices like sage, thyme, and black pepper. The resulting mush is put in a loaf pan to become solid, then sliced, dusted with flour and pan fried. For some reason, if you order it in a diner, another NJ specialty, they usually deep fry it, making it extra crispy on the outside. Something I am not sure I approve of. There are one or two commercial brands that you can buy in the local supermarkets, but for the best products, if you can, search out an Amish butcher to make your purchase. Because when it comes to scrapple, the Amish reign supreme.

According to the all knowing Wikipedia...
"Scrapple is best known as a regional American food of the Mid-Atlantic States (Delaware, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, and Maryland). Scrapple and Pon haus are commonly considered an ethnic food of the Mennonite and Amish, or Pennsylvania Dutch...Scrapple is arguably the first pork food invented in America. The culinary ancestor of scrapple was the Low German dish called panhas, which was adapted to make use of locally available ingredients, and it is still called "panhoss" or "pannhas" in parts of Pennsylvania. The first recipes were created more than two hundred years ago by Dutch colonists who settled near Philadelphia and Chester County, Pennsylvania in the 17th and 18th centuries. As a result, scrapple is strongly associated with Philadelphia, Baltimore, Washington D.C. and surrounding eastern Pennsylvania, New Jersey, Maryland, Delaware and the Delmarva Peninsula.

In composition, preparation, and taste, scrapple is similar to the white pudding popular in Ireland..."
...another product I am very fond of. Have I ever mentioned the wonderful product that is Irish Black and White puddings? Well, we will save that for another day.

Scrapple is often eaten as a breakfast meat, with eggs and toast or pancakes. But my favorite way to eat it is as a sandwich, on a toasted Thomas' English Muffin (no other brand will do!) with a little ketchup. I have been eating that as long as I can remember, from the time I was just a wee Caite. My maternal grandfather died when I was about 7, but before he died the proper way to prepare scrapple was one of the important life lessons he taught me. Slice it not too thick, not too thin. Dust in a bit of flour and pan fry over low heat so you get a solid, crispy exterior while the center still remains soft. Don't fool with it, don't rush it. Get that English muffin in the toaster, the ketchup standing by. Best consumed with a cold glass of milk. Yum...

For the brave, I found a recipe online that sounds reasonable, with a minor amount of odd bits.

* 2 pounds ground lean pork
* 1 pound beef liver
* 1 cup buckwheat flour
* 3 cups yellow corn meal
* 4 tablespoons salt
* 4 teaspoons freshly ground black pepper
* 2 teaspoons sage
* 2 teaspoons ground mace
* 2 teaspoons ground coriander
* 2 teaspoons ground thyme
* 2 teaspoons whole sweet marjoram
* 3 quarts of water

In a large pot bring the water to a boil. Add beef liver and boil 10 minutes. Remove the liver and either run through a chopper or grab a knife and cut it in as small pieces as you can. Return chopped liver to the pot. Add the ground pork, a little at a time, and stir. Simmer for 20 minutes.

In a large bowl mix the buckwheat flour, corn meal, salt, and spices; add to meat and broth slowly, stirring constantly. Simmer gently for one hour, stirring frequently. Use lowest possible heat, as mixture scorches easily.

Pour into two greased loaf pans. Bounce the pans a couple of times so that the Scrapple settles, and let cool. Let the Scrapple set in the refrigerator overnight.

When you arise in the morning, remove the scrapple from the refrigerator and cut into to 3/8 inch slices.

To serve: Thaw slices and dust with flour. Fry in either bacon grease or lard until golden brown. Do not use a cooking spray. It will not taste right and ruin the scrapple.


This has been my weekly contribution to Weekend Cooking, so be sure to check out the other entries hosted by Beth Fish Reads.


Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Wordless Wednesday...Cleveland Zoo












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Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Tuesday...Bandit. Naughty or Nice?

Well, Bandit is back home from the Sunshine State and anxiously awaiting Santa. Now the only question is whether he has been naughty or nice. Perhaps we should open it to a vote, relying on a year's worth of pictures to make that decision.

Granted, he is cute...but he is a bit of a devil too!

Maybe you remember this, for example...


or how about this?


I am just saying...

Monday, December 14, 2009

A Story...


*THE BAGPIPER’s TALE: a Personal Testimony*

As a bagpiper, I’m often called upon to play at weddings, military events, and funerals. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a grave side service for a homeless man. The man had no family or friends, so
the service was set at the county pauper’s cemetery in the Kentucky back woods.

I was not familiar with the backwoods and soon found myself lost. Being a typical man I didn’t stop to ask for directions. I finally arrived an hour late – the staff from the funeral home was long gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight.

There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch. I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down. The vault lid was already in place. I didn’t know
what else to do, so I started to play….

The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man.

And as I played ‘Amazing Grace,’ the workers began to weep.

They wept. I wept. We all wept together.

When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car.

Though my head hung low my heart was full.

As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, “I never seen nothin’ like that before and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.”


See, all the emotions, sadness and humor in one wee story!

My thanks to The Anchoress from whom I shamelessly stole this.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Another Very Cute Animal..Maybe the Cutest...



This is a Slow Loris, a primate from India, the Phillipines, Thailand and such parts and without question, one incredibly cute creature. Now if you read the comments on the post from Boing Boing, it is not an animal you should go out and buy. They are endangered, they bite and there is some issue of toxins, so just watch the video and say "awwwww...."

Thanks to Boing Boing!

Friday, December 11, 2009

Weekend Cooking... A Fine Holiday Punch

Ok, that is not a picture of the actual punch, since I don't have one, but just a generic punch. Which is why the wrong fruit is floating in it. Picture pineapple and cherries, in the shape of a wreath. Ok, now to tell you my secret "Everyone Loves This" punch recipe.

Ok, it is not actually mine but my sister-in-law's and has graced many a Christmas festive occasion. And while it's jolly red color and frozen ice wreath makes it excellent for a Yuletide beverage, it is actually very usable all year long. Quick to make, very tasty, impressive looking especially if you have a punch bowl on hand, and very versatile. You will notice that the punch contains no alcohol, so it is good for all young and old, teetotalers welcome to join the fun.

But...if you like your refreshments with a bit more kick, you can have a bottle of your favorite libation nearby and add a drop...or a healthy swig... to your individual glass as you desire. My recommendation would be a dark rum but the choice is yours.

Nancy's Punch

A day or two before the punch will be served, make the 'wreath'. Line a bundt pan with some slices of canned pinapple, and throw in a handful of maraschino cherries. Add pineapple juice cover (why you need 2 cans of pineapple juice, also the cans are smaller than the bottles of grapefruit), with a little grenadine for color and place in the freezer. When it is frozen solid, add a bit more juice to make the ice ring thicker and refreeze.

In a large container or ideally in a punch bowl add...

2 48oz. cans pineapple juice
1/2 64oz can apricot nectar
1 64oz bottle pink grapefruit juice
1/2 bottle grenadine
1 bottle sparkling white grape juice

It is probably best if the ingredients are all cold, but not required if you are out of room in the frig. If you have to choose between putting the dip or the juice in there, go with the dip. Just put all the ingredients in your container and stir.
When ready to serve, and if you are serving it in a nice big bowl, get the frozen 'wreath' form the freezer, dip the pan in hot water for a few seconds to loosen it from the mold and slide it into the punch to chill it.


I'll take a nice splash of Myers run in mine, thank you! And a couple of cherries!

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a review of "Life Sentences"

Life Sentences- A Novel by Laura Lippman
(William Morrow, ISBN 978-0-06-112889-9)

Cassandra Fallows is in the midst a crisis in her writing career. Having written two very successful memoirs, she is not prepared for the less than overwhelming acclaim that is greeting her third book, a work of fiction. And the future is looking even more bleak. Maybe the novel was not her best work.."Or perhaps the problem was more basic. She wasn't a novelist. She was equipped not to make things up but to bring back things that were. She was a sorceress of the past, an oracle who looked backward to what had been. She was, as her father had decreed, Cassandra incapable of speaking anything but the truth." Well, the truth as she remembers it anyway. It seems not everyone saw what happened, or themselves, as Cassandra did.

Her first book was about her childhood, growing up a white middle class girl in a racially diverse Baltimore in the '60s and about the three black girls who had been her best friends in school. There was Donna, from a politically successful family, the rather wild Fatima and the 'leader' of the group, the clever Tisha. But most of all that first book was about her family and the pivotal event of her father leaving her and her mother for another woman, an event forever tied in her mind to the assassination of Martin Luther King.

Her second book was about her rather promiscuous life, her two failed marriages and her less than successful relationships with the many men in her past. But now having told all she has to tell, and not sure her editors want to see another novel delivered to fulfill her book contract, she is very excited when a story on the TV news gives her a new idea. Talking about a woman in New Orleans who is suspected in the disappearance of her child, the newscaster brings up a local Baltimore case from years ago. The infant son of a woman named Calliope Jenkins had disappeared and while police suspected she had killed the boy, she simply refused to discuss it at all. She served seven years in prison for contempt, but never spoke about what happen to the baby. Not living in Baltimore when it happened, Cassandra was not familiar with the case, but then realizes that she had gone to school with the suspected murderer, that Calliope had been the quiet fifth girl on the edge of her schoolhouse group. So she decides that she will find Calliope and her other old friends, solve the mystery of what really happen and write another hugely successful book.

Except that not everyone is quite as happy as Cassandra about having her "bring back things that were."

Lippman is best known for her mystery series starring Baltimore private detective Tess Monagham, but this is a stand alone book, and not really a mystery. Yes, there is that central question of what happened to Calliope's baby and much of the book involves Cassandra seeking out all the people from her past that can help her find Calliope and discover the truth, but quite honestly, I found that part pretty easy to figure out. No, the real story here revolves about some other issues. It's about race and how the different people involved experienced the racial charged years in the 60's and 70's that formed this story. It's about memory, how subjective and flawed it can be, how what we think was true might actually be something very different. It's about friendship and family and what makes us the person we are.
And yes, there is that question of Calliope's baby and why she would rather go to prison for seven years than revel the truth.

I rather liked this book. Maybe I didn't love it and it was not what I expected having read a number of Lippman's other books. In fact, I felt at times like the people who showed up at Cassandra book signing for her novel, a bit disappointed she had gone on a different tangent from her previous books. Hey, what can I say...I like mysteries. But that being said, I found this an interesting, well written book. This book is all about the characters and Lippman does a wonderful job of painting them. It is not always a pretty picture she paints and it is hard to find anyone, perhaps with one or two exceptions, that is very admirable, but they are all interesting.
I also found the sort of behind the scene view of the life of an author interesting. Her trips to NYC to meet with her agent and editor, her worries about how she will pay back her big advance if this book falls through, how she feels when the much smaller than expected crowd shows up for a book signing of her novel. Even success is not without it's price.

If you are a fan of Lippman's Tess Monagham series, I would recommend Life Sentences but just be ready for something different.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

a review of "Why My Third Husband Will Be a Dog"

Why My Third Husband Will be a Dog- The Amazing Adventures of an Ordinary Woman by Lisa Scottoline
(St.Martin's Press, ISBN 978-0-312-58748-2)

For many, especially we fans of crime and mystery novels, the name Lisa Scottoline will no doubt be familiar. The author of over a dozen best selling, award winning legal thrillers, always set in the Philadelphia area and populated by such great characters as Mary DiNunzio and Bennie Rosato, Ms. Scottoline has another writing outlet that you may not be familiar with. For years she has been the author of a weekly column in the Sunday Philadelphia Inquirer, a column called Chick Wit. And happily, 70 of those columns have now been collected in this book Why My Third Husband Will Be a Dog, a title which both explains how fond she is of her menagerie of dogs, large and small (not to mention the cats and the pony..oh, and the chickens) and now unfond she is of her two ex-husbands. Or as she refers to them, Thing One and Thing Two.

Ms. Scottoline's essays are often very funny, at times quite touching but always, always someone you can relate to.
She and I share the love of many things, including bacon, "the meth of meat", Tom Colicchio and large, furry doggies. And books, oh yes, books...
"UnResolution Number Seven. I buy too many books. I love to read and have hundreds of books overflowing my bookshelves and stacked high on my dining room table, in piles. I love living around books, and reading is like traveling without baggage claim. Who needs a dining room anyway?
So maybe now you understand why I am single."
Which may not always be a bad thing...
"...all I am saying is that fact you live alone doesn't necessarily mean you're lonely. It means you're free to wear hats to bed."
Especially timely in this holiday season is her view on shopping.
"In the beginning, God created the Internet and shopping online. I was an early believer. Where shopping is involved, I get in on the ground floor, especially if I don't have to move from my chair. Shopping online was like having somebody bring you brownies and stuff them in your mouth.
in other words, impossible to resist."
You will meet the 'characters' that populate her real life, Mother "Earthquake" Mary, Brother Frank, Daughter Francesca, and BFF's Franca and Laura, all tied into, one way or another, some very amusing stories. Her mother, all 4'11" of her, resides most of the year in South Florida with Lisa's gay brother, and is what I would call a pistol. When she shows up in a column, you know you will be laughing shortly. To mention just a few of the life lessons she got from her mother,
"If you load the knives into the dishwasher pointy tip up, you’ll fall on them and impale yourself. Also you’ll go blind from reading without enough light. Reading in general ruins your eyes. If you eat baked beans from a can that has dents, you die of botulism. This was before people injected botulism into their faces. Nowadays, the dented can will kill you, but you’ll look young."
At times it is clear that her family may drive her crazy but it is also just as clear that she loves them fiercely. While they are often the source of a funny story, the person most commonly at the center of the joke is Ms. Scottoline herself.

Witty, a unique view of the world around her, not afraid to be the butt of her own jokes, all wrapped up with a wee dash of sarcasm, makes for a funny, entertaining collection. Get a copy for yourself and, especially if they are a fan of her fiction, a copy as a gift for friends or relatives. If you are feeling stressed, just whip out this book, read one or two of the 70 essays and I can assure you you will be feeling a little better and will most likely have a smile on your face. If not ROTFL.

My thanks to the folks at Amazon Vine for this book.