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Summertime Refreshment: Gazpacho!

by Cheryl Brooks Yeah, I know I have a book release coming up next Tuesday, (Cat Star Legacy 1: Maverick ) but right now, I'm more concerned with what to do with all the produce from my garden! I've made squash soups, several loaves of zucchini bread, zucchini pancakes, ratatouille, two batches each of salsa and sweet pickle relish, fried up a ton of okra, and frozen enough green beans to make it through the winter. Just when I think I have things under control, I go out to the garden and find all the giant zucchinis and cucumbers that have been hiding from me. This year, I planted cosmos, zinnias, and coreopsis in the corners of the garden, and the cucumbers have been climbing through them to latch onto the fence. Hidden in the foliage, I don't spot them until they're already humongous! Gazpacho is another tasty way to use up excess produce. I've made this a few times, and if you double the recipe, you can condense quite a few veggies until they fit into o

Linda Broday: Fall's Coming!

The months have really whizzed by and fall is almost here. That means county fairs. I can't wait. There is nothing better than fair food--the fried Oreos, Twinkies and fried cheese, the hamburgers and fries, the pizza. Yummy. Which brings me to my subject of the fried pie. Pies have been around since Medieval times when they needed something to seal in the juices of cooked meat or fruit. Someone (whoever it was earned my undying gratitude) developed dough and it was perfect. But in the 1800s, these upstart, practical Americans came up with something truly ingenious--the FRIED PIE. No one really knows where they originated but a good many believe they came from the mountains of the Carolinas, Kentucky, and Virginia. Early on, they were called "hand pies" or "crab lanterns." Whatever they were called, these were enthusiastically received. They were portable, no mess and you held them in your hand. Didn't need a fork or plate.

Brave New Earl is Out

Brave New Earl is out! I’m so pleased that people have been enjoying it. Publishers Weekly said it has "complex, intriguing characterization…in an endearing, optimistic story of second chances." And Long and Short Reviews called it "a wonderful book to pick up if you are in need of a sweet and satisfying happy ever after. All the main characters are engaging and convincingly brought to life and I finished the story with a smile on my face ." Booklist was kind enough to say that "Ashford begins the Way to a Lord’s Heart series by, once again, expertly bending the conventions of Regency historicals to gift readers with a refreshingly different, sweetly romantic love story they will long remember. " I hope you may agree.

Excerpt from To Have And To Harley

Please enjoy this excerpt from  To Have And To Harley,  first in the new series Bikers & Brides. His footsteps were heavy on the steps to Wolf’s front porch. As he stopped, his fist raised to knock, voices inside met his ears. “…would just listen to me for a minute, I know what I’m talking about.” “Come on, Ace. You don’t know anything more about this crap than any of us do.” “No, no, that’s where you’re wrong. I’ve been watching a documentary series about weddings, and now I know how brides think.” A snort came from someone, probably Wolf. “And what series is that?” “ Say Yes t o t he Dress .” A chorus of groans and curses followed, with some yelps that indicated Ace’s smart-ass ways were earning him a few punches to the arm. Trey rested his fist against the door, head hanging down. Every time. Every goddamn time. Whenever he was ready to give up on everything for the good of the group, they’d rush right underneath him and hold him up. “Boss?” Wolf had

Excerpt from A Wolf Apart

Enjoy this excerpt from A Wolf Apart where Silver must face her lying-in, the last weeks of her pregnancy. It is a deeply stressful and arduous time and Elijah and the Pack do everything they can to care for her. And when it’s all clean and stocked, the Alphas head out to the Meeting House to retrieve Silver herself. I link elbows with Eudemos to my left. Across from me, Tristan takes my hands. Altogether twelve of us, with Evie at the head, join hands and arms, linked together in this unbreakable chain of responsibility. Silver’s slight body will be laid across our arms, and we will carry her to the Boathouse. Silver may be the weakest member of the Pack, but she is about to fight the hardest battle a wolf can face. Up until now, the little beings inside her have changed in response to their mother’s hormones. Soon, they will start responding to each other, and for the next month, Silver will be forced to follow the whims of the four tiny tyrants as they change from skin to wild

An Excerpt from BAD REPUATION

Enjoy this excerpt from Bad Reputation , book 2 in the Bad Bachelor Series. She paused at the closed bedroom door that led to the rest of his apartment, pressing her hand to the wood while she mustered the courage to face him. It was messed up, but Remi was more comfortable in the throes of sex than in the moments after. With every other guy since Alex, she’d changed as soon as the deed was done and left with a saucy wink or a lingering kiss. She always left. Only tonight, she’d fallen asleep entwined in his arms. This was different. He was different. “Woman up,” she said to herself. “You can make a swift exit and then go on like it never happened.” But the second she pushed the bedroom door open, her heart melted. His dining table was set for two, a bottle of wine open with two glasses waiting. Wes was in the kitchen, concentrating on measuring out some soy sauce into a sizzling pan on the stove. The guy even had an apron on. Seriously, who the hell was he? It was