Instead of my usual Too Yummy Tuesday posts, I’ll be featuring yummy recipes and delicious blurbs from some fellow romance authors throughout the holidays!
Today’s recipe comes from Linda McLaughlin, author of
LINDA'S CRANBERRY BLUEBERRY DELIGHT
Since it's so simple, it's easy to experiment. Add nuts for crunch or sweeten to taste, if it's too tart. I'm thinking about adding some of those little marshmallows next time for color and sweetness.
Since it's so simple, it's easy to experiment. Add nuts for crunch or sweeten to taste, if it's too tart. I'm thinking about adding some of those little marshmallows next time for color and sweetness.
Ingredients
1 14 oz. can of Whole Berry Cranberry Sauce
1 package of fresh blueberries (about 4 oz.)
1 cup of golden raisins
Directions
Mix, chill and serve. That's it!
The recipe serves 8-10 ladies. (The photo doesn't reflect the full recipe. It's what is left over after a couple of days of snacking on it.) I’ve also spread it on turkey sandwiches in lieu of regular cranberry sauce.
Mix, chill and serve. That's it!
The recipe serves 8-10 ladies. (The photo doesn't reflect the full recipe. It's what is left over after a couple of days of snacking on it.) I’ve also spread it on turkey sandwiches in lieu of regular cranberry sauce.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Lily and the Gambler
By
Linda McLaughlin
Sensual
Western Historical Romance
Respectability
is in the eye of the beholder. Or so Lily Penhallow hopes when she assumes the
guise of the widow Albright. She has learned the price of flaunting convention
and is determined to obey society's rules from now on. After her lover, Nigel
Albright, was killed in a duel over a card game, Lily dons widow’s weeds and
travels to Grass Valley, California where she plans to marry the man her uncle
works for, a respectable mine owner named Hugh Ogilvie. Then, on the riverboat
from San Francisco, she meets Creighton 'King' Callaway, a professional
gambler, just the kind of man she should avoid.
King
believes that since life is a gamble, there's no point in planning for the
future. You have to trust Lady Luck. After meeting Lily, King knows he has
found his Queen of Hearts. But can he convince her to pass up a sober
businessman for a foot-loose card sharp?
Only
Lady Luck knows for sure...
(Previously
published in a shortened version by Amber Quill Press)
Buy links:
Amazon
Kindle US: https://smile.amazon.com/dp/B01MYMEKMD/
Coming
Soon to Other Retailers
Excerpt:
Lily
smiled at him. “That was quite a trick. Do you tell fortunes, too?”
“As
a matter of fact, I do. Is the lady interested?”
“Perhaps,”
she said, aware he was flirting with her again and annoyed with herself because
she was enjoying it. “There should be a deck of cards here somewhere.”
“No
cards required. Just let me see your palm.”
Unable
to stop herself, Lily stripped off her gloves and let him take her hand. He
held it in his left hand, and with his right index finger, traced the lines on
her palm. Shivers ran up her arm at each caressing touch. His scent, a mixture
of bay rum, male musk, and a faint hint of tobacco, overwhelmed her.
“What
do you see?” she asked, her voice suddenly breathless.
“Health
and long life.”
“What,
no handsome stranger?” she joked.
He
raised his head and stared into her eyes. “Oh, yes, I see romance ahead for
you. With a dark haired fellow. But he isn’t a stranger.”
For
what seemed an age, she stared into his green-gold eyes while her pulse
quickened and warmth stole through her veins. It would be so easy to surrender
to the feelings he evoked.
“I
also see a fork in the road ahead,” he added softly. “You have a decision to
make. A very important decision.”
She
snatched her hand away, knowing she couldn’t afford to be distracted by him. It
wasn’t as if he had made her any promises. “I think you need to practice your
fortune-telling skills, Mr. Callaway.”
He
chuckled. “There’s something else I’d like to practice.” Cupping her chin, he
stared at her, his eyes full of half promises. “Oh, hell, I may get my face
slapped for this, but…” His hand moved to the back of her neck as he lowered
his head and captured her lips in a kiss that stole her breath away.
For
a moment, she closed her eyes and gave herself up to the kiss. Then a door
slammed somewhere in the house, reminding her of where they were. She pushed
him away. “How dare you?” she hissed.
He
gave her a lazy grin. “What’s that old saying? Nothing ventured, nothing
gained?”
“I
think you’d best be going.”
He
paused at front door, turned and held her gaze for a moment, then left.
She
sighed and leaned against the doorjamb. What had she been thinking to let him
kiss her, however briefly?
Born and raised on the West Coast of Canada and married to her high school sweetheart, with a spirited toddler and a fluffy dog. Whitley spends her days making food that gets thrown on the floor, vacuuming Cheerios out from under the couch and making sure that the dog food doesn't end up in the air conditioner. But when nap time comes and it's not quite wine o'clock, Whitley sits down, avoids the pile of laundry on the couch, and writes.
A lover of all things decadent; wine, cheese, chocolate and spicy erotic romance, Whitley brings the humorous side of sex, the ridiculous side of relationships and the suspense of every day life into her stories. With mommy wars, body issues, threesomes and role playing, these books have everything we need to satisfy the curious kink in all of us.
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Thanks so much for hosting me today. Happy Holidays to all!
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