![]() ![]() ![]() Can someone please tell me how this is done? That alone, would be reason enough to go to Morocco. One day I would love to visit the Spice Market in Marrakech, Morocco. There is a whole world of spices I have never tried, but I am learning, and my taste buds are enjoying the journey. I also know from experience, if these spices are in your home, they will be used. I know some might be intimidated trying (and buying) spices that might be infrequently used. Ina uses a traditional type of couscous in her recipe. ![]() Here is an informative and interesting article describing couscous.įor my dish, I chose Pearl Couscous (toasted Israeli style pasta) simply because it was in my pantry waiting for its turn to be the star in a dish. I also discovered there are variants of couscous. ![]() I did some quick research and found out there is much discussion (and confusion) on whether it is a grain or pasta. I had never tasted couscous and knew nothing about it. I love zucchini, butternut squash, onions, carrots and all the spices in the recipe, but I had one problem. Her photo captured my attention first and then I scanned the recipe. I came across Moroccan Couscous in Ina Garten’s Barefoot in Paris cookbook. ![]()
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![]() Every time they are together he has a peculiar habit of taking a small wooden box out of his pocket and staring at it for a few moments. ![]() However, one thing does mystify Sara in regards to her Grandpa. They have a very close and loving relationship as is typical of many grandparents and their grandchildren. The story focuses upon a little girl named Sara and her grandfather. Those who enjoy quick horror tales juxtaposed with a side of sentimentality, may consider giving this book a read.Īs this is a very short tale, I will provide a brief synopsis in order to avoid spoilers. or can handle! That is certainly the case in Danielle DeVor's short story, Papap's Teeth. Be that as it may, when such shrouded bits of information are actually uncovered, they may be much more than anyone bargained for. That is simply an unfortunate trait of human nature. ![]() However, while it is a fact that we all harbor secrets in life, it is equally true that others will try their best to uncover them. ![]() People will try their hardest to protect such secrets in an effort to take them to the grave. ![]() This could be a burning desire in life which is difficult to share with others, or perhaps it is a past unfortunate activity which is best left uncovered. There can be no doubt that every individual has their own little secrets. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Tomine's no dummy: he keeps the “issues” secondary to his characters' messy humanity and gains incredible thematic resonance from this subordination. What a relief to find such unprecious intelligent dynamic young people of color wrestling with real issues that they can neither escape nor hope completely to understand. In Tomine's apt hands, Tanaka's heartbreaking descent into awareness is reading as good as you'll find anywhere. Ben is the sort of cat who walks into a Korean wedding and says, “Man, look at all these Asians,” while Miko programs Asian-American independent films and both are equally skilled in the underhanded art of “fighting without fighting.” As you might imagine, their relationship is in full decay. His girlfriend Miko (alas and tragically) is an Asian-American community activist of the moderate variety. Is set primarily in an almost otherworldly San Francisco Bay Area its antihero, Ben Tanaka, is not your average comic book protagonist: he's crabby, negative, self-absorbed, über-critical, slack-a-riffic and for someone who is strenuously “race-blind,” has a pernicious hankering for whitegirls. Tomine's lacerating falling-out-of-love story is an irresistible gem of a graphic novel. ![]() ![]() ![]() She scavenged through the crisper and decided that we’d use these vegetables for our soup, which was perfectly fine with me. G decided that it would have ‘some chicken and some rice – OF COURSE – and some veggies because they have lots of good vitamins’. To get started, we read through each poem in Chicken Soup With Rice and then talked about what we’d like our chicken soup with rice to be like. I must admit that I was especially pleased with this answer because I’ve been wanting to start doing activities based on our favourite books for what seems like forever now, but somehow I just haven’t made it happen yet. So this afternoon when I asked her what we should make for dinner, I was definitely not expecting, ‘Ummm… Chicken soup with rice – just like in the book!’ If you ask Gracen what she wants for dinner, 95% of the time she’ll say, ‘pasta!’ or ‘tofu!’, or some combination of the two. ![]() ![]() ![]() No deep conversations, or playful teasing, or anything. We’d been best friends, and now we didn’t really talk anymore. ![]() But today he made it clear he was more interested in hanging out with our high school friends than he was with me. It was June now, and we were both home from Vanderbilt University, but I saw my boyfriend less this summer than I did when we were at school. He’d tell me anything, including when he thought I looked like I wasn’t ‘trying’ anymore, or acting like a bitch. We’d gotten comfortable with each other-maybe too comfortable. I didn’t know if there was a turning point, or a single event that made him different, but he wasn’t the sweet, caring guy I’d known. I’d loved him so much, I’d given him my virginity. Hell, our senior class even voted us ‘Most Likely to Marry Their High School Sweetheart.’ ![]() Since then, we’d done almost everything together. Preston Lowe and I had been together for more than three years and had started dating the summer before our junior year of high school. I did it because I needed a break from everyone. Preston had invited our friends over to hang out by his dad’s pool, and when we ran out of beer in the cooler, I volunteered to get the other case from the fridge in the garage. ![]() NASHVILLE IN THE SUMMER wasn’t for the faint of heart-the heat and humidity were oppressive. ![]() ![]() When her mysterious aunt and her teenage cousin arrive from India for a surprise visit, they draw Hana into a long-buried family secret. But soon she'll need all the support she can get: a new competing restaurant, a more upscale halal place, is about to open in the Golden Crescent, threatening her mother’s restaurant. ![]() ![]() In the meantime, Hana pours her thoughts and dreams into a podcast, where she forms a lively relationship with one of her listeners. If she can just outshine her fellow intern at the city radio station, she may have a chance at landing a job. Hana waitresses there part time, but what she really wants is to tell stories on the radio. Sales are slow at Three Sisters Biryani Poutine, the only halal restaurant in the close-knit Golden Crescent neighborhood of Toronto. One of Amazon's Best Romances of the Month! For fans of "You’ve Got Mail," a young woman juggles pursuing her dream job in radio while helping her family compete with the new halal restaurant across the street, in this sparkling new rom-com by the author of Ayesha at Last. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() “Now we’re going to learn who’s really the best.” Roseroar and Mudge tensed, but the bird produced not an arrow or spear but a thin wooden box overlaid with three sets of strings.Ĭharrok nestled the peculiar instrument under one wing and flexed the strong feathers of the other. The mockingbird reached back over a shoulder. “I hear tell from Zancresta here that you’re the best.” The mockingbird carefully shook out his wings, then the rest of his feathers, put flexible wingtips on his hips and cocked his head sideways to eye Jon-Tom. ![]() He wore an unusually plain kilt of black on beige and yellow, a single matching yellow vest devoid of adornment, and a single yellow cap. The mockingbird stood barely three feet tall, shorter even than Corroboc. The figure that emerged did not inspire any fear in him, however. Jon-Tom braced himself for anything, his fingers ready on the duar, his mind full of countering songs. “You see, as I said, I came prepared to deal with anything.” He looked to his right.įrom behind a partly vacant shelf, a new shape appeared. “Your music is strong, spellsinger, but you are feeble here.” He tapped his head. Instead, he sounded as confident as ever. Zancresta ought to have been begging for mercy. I know that your music could counter them.” Something was wrong, Jon-Tom thought. “You poor, simple, unwilling immigrant, do you think I’m so easily beaten? I know a hundred powerful conjurations to throw at you, remember a thousand curses. ![]() The ferret pursed his lips and shook his head sadly. ![]() ![]() ![]() Sin City, Suspense and Sex! Great Listen. He'll move heaven and earth to save her, but if she can't trust in Jay's love it might be too late for both of them. The closer Jay gets to the truth about Ellie, the deeper he plunges into danger. ![]() And deep down, she fears he'll never be able to forgive her for hiding her past from him. Leaving Jay rips her heart to shreds, but it's the only way she can protect him from the dangerous people she once ran with. It was stupid to think she could bury the mistakes of her youth and find happiness with a good man. Ellie is family at the casino and they take care of their own.Įllie is devastated when her secret past finally catches up with her. With his fierce protectiveness kicked into overdrive, he teams up with Ellie's Hotel Serafina boss, billionaire Wyatt Christiansen, to find her. He'd do anything for her…except let her go. Ellie is his lover, his soul mate, his best friend.she's the woman who stood by him through the aftermath of a horrible explosion, the woman he's planning to propose to. The note on the kitchen table shatters Jay Wentworth's world into bits. From The New York Times and USA Today best-selling author Katie Reus, the second book in her sexy Serafina: Sin City Series. ![]() ![]() Little Blue Truck and his pal Toad meet friends old and new on a springtime drive through the country. Little Blue’s fans will enjoy the animal sounds and counting opportunities, but it’s the sparkling lights on the truck’s own tree that will put a twinkle in a toddler’s eyes. The short, rhyming text is accented with colored highlights, red for the animal sounds and bright green for the numerical words in the Christmas-tree countdown. Though it’s a gimmick, it’s a pleasant surprise, and it fits with the retro atmosphere of the snowy country scenes. The last tree is already decorated, and Little Blue gets a surprise along with readers, as tiny lights embedded in the illustrations sparkle for a few seconds when the last page is turned. The final tree is reserved for the truck’s own use at his garage home, where he is welcomed back by the tree salestoad in a neatly circular fashion. These five trees are counted and arithmetically manipulated in various ways throughout the rhyming story as they are dropped off one by one to Little Blue’s friends. Little Blue loads up with trees at Toad’s Trees, where five trees are marked with numbered tags. The truck is decked out for the season with a Christmas wreath that suggests a nose between headlights acting as eyeballs. ![]() The sturdy Little Blue Truck is back for his third adventure, this time delivering Christmas trees to his band of animal pals. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Kirkus Reviews (starred review) Sophisticated and complex. Kirkus Crackles with wit, humor, and enormous love.-Booklist (starred review) Introduces a fierce new presence.-Publishers Weekly (starred review) Review Quotes Equal parts fantasy, romance, and mystery, this book shimmers with an irresistible energy. Readers of all ages will find themselves swept away. Praise for Katrina Leno: Lenos writing is flawless. Over the course of her last summer on the island-a summer of storms, falling in love, and the mystery behind one rare three-hundred-year-old bird-Georgina will learn the truth about magic, in all its many forms. But with her eighteenth birthday looming at the end of this summer, Georgina fears her gift will never come. Georgina Fernweh waits impatiently for the tingle of magic in her fingers-magic that has touched every woman in her family. ![]() Practical Magic meets Nova Ren Sumas Imaginary Girls and Laura Rubys Bone Gap in this lush, atmospheric novel by acclaimed author Katrina Leno. Book Synopsis Magic passed down through generations. ![]() |