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Garlic & Sage Sausage from A Breath of Snow and Ashes

“Well d’ye see, Auntie,” Ian said carefully, “we do mean to question the fellow.”

“And we will have answers,” Fergus said, eyes on the spoon with which he was stirring his coffee.

“And when Uncle Jamie is satisfied that he has told us what he can…”

Ian had laid his newly sharpened knife on the table beside his plate.  He picked it up, and thoughtfully drew it down the length of a cold sausage, which promptly split open, with an aromatic burst of sage and garlic.  He looked up then, and met my eyes directly.  And I realized that while I might still be me — Ian was no longer the boy he used to be.  Not at all.

Diana Gabaldon, A Breath of Snow and Ashes (Chapter 30 – The Captive)

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Homemade Salt for the Sin Eater

Steeling myself, I leaned over and laid my own hand gently on the shroud.  An earthenware saucer, holding a piece of bread and a heap of salt, sat on the dead woman’s chest and a small wooden bowl filled with dark liquid – wine?- sat beside her on the table.  What with the good beeswax candle, the salt, and the bean-treim, it looked as though Hiram Crombie was trying to do right by his late mother-in-law – though I wouldn’t put it past him to thriftily reuse the salt after the funeral.

Diana Gabaldon, A Breath of Snow and Ashes (Chapter 39 – I am the Resurrection)OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

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Happy Hogmanay & The Winner!

Bliadhna mhath ùr to you all!  I hope you had a wonderful New Year.

My apologies for being a day late with this post — I wanted to get it up for Hogmanay — but holiday celebrations and travel seem to have gotten the best of me.

Or maybe it was the Cherry Bounce…after all, we had quite a party, didn’t we?

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Gift Ideas for Whisky Virgins – The Weekend Whisky Write-up

“He flung her down upon the sacks, and there he got her corn ground, her corn ground… .”  Roger was chanting hotly in her ear, his full weight pinning her to the ground and the stars spinning madly far above.

She’d thought his description of Ronnie as “reeking wi’ lust” merely a figure of speech, but evidently not.  Bare flesh met bare flesh, and then some.  She gasped.  So did Roger.

“Oh, God,” he said.  He paused, frozen for an instant against the sky above her, then sighed in an ecstasy of whisky fumes and began to move with her, humming.  It was dark, thank God, though not nearly dark enough.  The remnants of the fire cast an eerie glow over his face, and he looked for an instant the bonny big, black devil Inga had called him.

Diana Gabaldon, A Breath of Snow and Ashes (Chapter 6 – Ambush)

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Preparing the Cherry Bounce & A Holiday Giveaway

“Have you been drinking it?”  She eyed him narrowly, but his lips appeared to be their usual color.

Of course not.  He leaned over and kissed her, to prove it.  “Surely ye dinna think a Scotsman like Ronnie would deal wi’ disappointment by drinking Cherry Bounce?  When there’s decent whisky to hand?”

Diana Gabaldon, A Breath of Snow and Ashes (Chapter 6 – Ambush)

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