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30 Nov 2012
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Old Pulteney 12 YO – The Weekend Whisky Write-up

There was a lessening of the tension over the hall, and almost an audible sigh of relief in the gallery as Colum drank from the quaich and offered it to Jamie.  The young man accepted it with a smile.  Instead of the customary ceremonial sip, however, he carefully raised the nearly full vessel, tilted it and drank.  And kept on drinking.  There was a gasp of mingled respect and amusement from the spectators, as the powerful throat muscles kept moving.  Surely he’d have to breathe soon, I thought, but no.  He drained the heavy cup to the last drop, lowered it with an explosive gasp for air, and handed it back to Colum.

“The honor is mine,” he said, a little hoarsely, “to be allied with a clan whose taste in whisky is so fine.”

Diana Gabaldon, Outlander (Chapter 10 – The Oath Taking)

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13 Nov 2012
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My Outlandish October & The Winner!

Jamie closed his eyes for an instant, then opened them, looking toward Brianna, who stood with Lizzie and Marsali, Jemmy in her arms.  The rawness and strength of his features stood out by contrast with the round-faced innocence of the children, the gentleness of the young mothers — though even in their delicacy, I thought, the firelight showed the seams of Scottish granite in their bones.

“We pay tribute to our women,” he said, lifting the cup in turn to Brianna, to Marsali, and then turning to me.  A brief smile touched his lips.  “For they are our strength.  And our revenge upon our enemies will be at the last the revenge of the cradle.  Slàinte!”

(Diana Gabaldon, The Fiery Cross (Chapter 15 – The Flames of Declaration)Niagara Falls Read more…

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15 Oct 2012
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Carrot Cupcake Craigh na Dun

As the evening star began to glow among the black pines’ branches, I concluded that in this situation reason was of little use.  I would have to rely on something else; just what, I wasn’t sure.  I turned toward the split rock and took a step, then another, and another, and before I even knew that I had decided, I was halfway down the slope, scrabbling wildly at grass clumps, slipping and falling through the patches of granite scree.

When I reached the cottage, breathless with fear lest he had left already, I was reassured to see Donas hobbled and grazing nearby.  The horse raised his head and eyed me unpleasantly.  Walking softly, I pushed the door open.

Diana Gabaldon, Outlander (Chapter 25 – Thou Shalt Not Suffer a Witch to Live)

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29 Aug 2012
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Governor Tryon’s Humble Crumble Apple Pie

It was a mistake!  And one I have come to rectify, so far as I may!”  Tryon was standing his ground, jaw tight as he glared upward.

“A mistake.  And is the loss of an innocent man’s life no more than that to ye?  You will kill and maim, for the sake of your glory, and pay no heed to the destruction ye leave — save only that the record of your exploits may be enlarged.  How will it look in the dispatches ye send to England — sir?  That ye brought cannon to bear on your own citizens, armed with no more than knives and clubs?  Or will it say that ye put down rebellion and preserved order?  Will it say that in your haste to vengeance, ye hanged an innocent man?  Will it say there that ye made ‘a mistake’?  Or will it say that ye punished wickedness, and did justice in the King’s name?”

Diana Gabaldon, The Fiery Cross (Chapter 72 – Tinder and Char)

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06 Jun 2012
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Dougal’s Poached Peach Sundae

“So you did it with Colum’s knowledge.  Was Letitia willing?” Knowing by now just what sort of ruthlessness they possessed, I wouldn’t put it past the brothers MacKenzie to have forced her.

Dougal nodded.  His anger had evaporated.

“Oh, aye, willing enough.  She didna fancy me particularly, but she wanted a child – enough to take me to her bed for the three months it took to start Hamish.  A boring job it was too,” Dougal added reflectively, scraping a bit of mud from his boot heel.  “I’d as soon swive a warm bowl of milk pudding.”

“And did you tell Colum that?”  I asked.  Hearing the edge in my voice, he looked up.  He regarded me levelly for a moment, then a faint smile lightened his face.

“No,” he said quietly.  “No, I didna tell him that.”  He looked down at his hands, turning them over as though looking for some secret hidden in the lines of his palms.

“I told him,” he said softly, not looking at me, “that she was tender and sweet as a ripe peach, and all that a man could want in a woman.”

Diana Gabaldon, Outlander (Chapter 34 – Dougal’s Story)

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