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The OK Outlander TV Series Page is up!

The OK Outlander TV Series Page is up!

I’m a little guilty of taking my own sweet time about it, but the guilt is overshadowed by my pleasure in announcing that Outlander Kitchen now has a page dedicated to the Outlander TV Series on Starz!

You’ll find the trailer, cast & production photos, and links to even more information! Check it out here.  I’ll be adding to it as Starz releases more pics and trailers…because we, the fandom, are insatiable!  We’ll never get enough, aye?

 

Mrs. Graham’s Oatmeal Scones with Clotted Cream

Mrs. Graham’s Oatmeal Scones with Clotted Cream

“I’ve brought but the two cups, for I thought perhaps Mrs. Randall would care to join me in the kitchen.  I’ve a bit of –“ I didn’t wait for the conclusion of her invitation, but leapt to my feet with alacrity.  I could hear the theories breaking out again behind me as we pushed through the swinging door that led to the manse’s kitchen.

The tea was green, hot and fragrant, with bits of leaf swirling through the liquid.

“Mmm,” I said, setting the cup down.  “It’s been a long time since I tasted Oolong.”

Mrs. Graham nodded, beaming at my pleasure in her refreshments.  She had clearly gone to some trouble, laying out handmade lace mats beneath the eggshell cups and providing thick clotted cream with the scones.

Diana Gabaldon, Outlander (Chapter 1 – A New Beginning)

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Outlander Kitchen’s Valentine’s Day Round Up

Outlander Kitchen’s Valentine’s Day Round Up

“Sorcha,” he called softly, and she turned, eyes narrowed against the rays of the sinking sun, then wide and gold with surprise at the sight of him.

“Welcome home,” he said, and held out the small bouquet of leaves and twigs.

“Oh,” she said. She looked at the bits of leaf and stick again, and then at him, and the corners of her mouth trembled, as though she might laugh or cry, but wasn’t sure which. She reached then, and took the plants from him, her fingers small and cold as they brushed his hand.

“Oh, Jamie— they’re wonderful.” She came up on her toes and kissed him, warm and salty, and he wanted more, but she was hurrying away into the house, the silly wee things clasped to her breast as though they were gold.

He felt pleasantly foolish, and foolishly pleased with himself. The taste of her was still on his mouth.

Diana Gabaldon, The Fiery Cross (Chapter 18 -  No Place Like Home)

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Mango Rum BOUNCE Mojitos for OK’s 2nd Anniversary – It’s Not Just for Cherries Anymore

Mango Rum BOUNCE Mojitos for OK’s 2nd Anniversary – It’s Not Just for Cherries Anymore

“No. I shouldna like to have that on my conscience; there’s enough without. But that’s not why I wished to buy ye a present.”

“Why, then?” The box was heavy; a gracious, substantial, satisfying weight across my legs, its wood a delight under my hands. He turned his head to look full at me, then, his hair fire -struck with the setting sun, face dark in silhouette.

“Twenty-four years ago today, I married ye, Sassenach,” he said softly. “I hope ye willna have cause yet to regret it.”

Diana Gabaldon, Drums of Autumn (Chapter 8 – Man of Worth)

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Garlic & Sage Sausage from A Breath of Snow and Ashes

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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