Showing posts with label chicken dishes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chicken dishes. Show all posts

Monday, June 6, 2011

Borealis - A Space Anthology Book Two - Burkhart, Mitchell & McMasters, Authors

Steph's Chicken, Pasta & Tomatoes
  A Stephanie Burkhart Special 

2 chicken breasts, cubbed ½ -1 inch
2 cups pasta, prepared per package instructions
penne, twists, shells works best,  no noodle pastas
3 tablespoons julienne sun dried cut tomatoes
Salt & pepper to taste

1.    Heat pan with EVOO over med. Heat. Add the chicken and cook until almost done.
2.    Prepare pasta per package instructions
3.    Add tomatoes, cooked pasta, & salt & pepper to taste.

Borealis – A Space Anthology Book Two – Review by Martha A. Cheves, Author of Stir, Laugh, Repeat
Shadows and Light – Stephanie Burkhart, Author
“Get it off me!”  Elijah and Dax turned in the direction of the cry.  A civilian dressed in a dark green overcoat ran past Korn, the latest bar to open on the main commerce level… “Uudon overdose?” asked Dax.  “Let’s hope he’s not contagious,” said Elijah.  “Let’s go.”… Dax was three paces behind Elijah.  The OD had collapsed.  His breathing was labored, his eyes were blood red and white foam dribbled over his chin.  A person in a dark cloak ripped off the OD’s sleeve.  An obsidian patch, two inches in diameter, covered the OD’s bicep.  “Stop!” cried Elijah.  Startled, the figure bolted up.  Elijah drew in a breath and took off in a sprint.
Uudon is a drug induced by the Trans Planetary Protectorate or TPP to control those they determine need controlling.  The usage has become so common that there is now a rush between the TPP and the Rebels to find a cure for the addiction.  The TPP have come up with a patch which works but in the most drastic way…it kills the user.  TPP enforcer Elijah Kantor and Rebel spy Persephone must put their heads together and fight this battle together before others die.
Liberty’s Flight – Esther Mitchell, Author
“Right behind you, Tasia,” she addressed her friend, even as she turned toward the buxom blonde who stood poised in the doorway, her dark blue skin suit revealing far more than it covered.  Bile rose in Libby’s throat as she glanced down at her own, a paler, powder blue, and looking a lot more like nightclothes than a dress.  Small wonder Jake “Skin” Ruby wanted her to work for him.  She was a step shy of hooking, already dressed like this.  But she’d fended him off, so far.  She wasn’t about to become one of the Undon-addicted sex slaves.  Not if she planned to keep any self-respect, or face her daughter in the morning.
Liberty Ardine and her daughter Nala had escaped the clutches of her husband only to find herself working for Skins Ruby as a dancer.  But even this life was better than the one she had left.  Libby’s husband had planned to turn their daughter Nala over to the highest bidder for his own personal gains up the ladder of power.  Nala was special with a special power that the governing rulers of Borealis wanted.  But when Nala is kidnapped it takes Libby and a rebel named Sam, going up against their most feared enemy to steal her back.
Blue Lies – Shea McMaster, Author
‘Information was the name of her game and the station on the edge of conquered space was rife with it.  If one knew how to dig it out, and she did, one could discover the most fascinating things, many of which were useful to the Rebellion.  However, there were problems.  Number one, her cover might be compromised and not just because Kev would arrive soon.  Or she’d find him.  Damn kid.  He didn’t belong here, didn’t understand her delicate position.  One hint she might be spying for the rebels and her reliable sources would dry up.  Or worse, her tentative meet for later in the month would fall through, or turn her over to the TPP, and she could even find herself tossed into the infamous prison on the lower levels of the station.  She brushed at her hair to hide her shudder at the very thought.’
Summer Merriweather or Merri Sumner or Sunset Mirran, a professional Dominatrix…how many names has this woman gone by?  That is the question TPP Commander Kal Raines plans to find out.  What is this fairy of a woman hiding?  Can she be trusted?  An even bigger question is can he trust himself while with her?  She could easily be a rebel.  But boy is she quickly getting under his skin.
I read Borealis – Book One which was very entertaining.  I couldn’t see how the authors could make the stories even better, but they have.  Book Two consists of three separate stories with connections to each other.  I’m now crossing my fingers that there will be a Book Three.  And Shea McMaster, please continue with the touch of humor in your writings.  I loved it!
Desert Breeze Publishing
ISBN# 978-1-936000-97-5

Friday, May 27, 2011

The Last of the Good Guys - Ernesto Patino, Author

Chicken Verscruz
An Ernesto Patino Specialty

2 chicken breasts (small to medium size)
3 fresh Pasilla peppers (may substitute mild Anaheim peppers)
1-2 fresh Serrano or Jalapeno peppers
1 small or ½ large yellow onion
1 medium or ½ large tomato
1 heaping tablespoon of capers
½ teaspoon of oregano
2 cloves of garlic
1/3 cup (about 17) small, green Spanish olives
Cut Pasilla peppers and onions into long strips  Cut tomato into small pieces.  Mince finely cloves of garlic.  Mince Serrano or Jalapeno peppers.
Cook chicken breasts in small amount of olive oil until done.  Cut into small pieces.  At the same time, sauté the Pasilla strips and onions in a medium sized pan.  Add the minced garlic, oregano, pieces of chicken and olives.  Mix thoroughly and allow ingredients to simmer on low heat for about 3 minutes.  Then, add the finely minced Serrano peppers, pieces of tomatoes and capers.  Simmer for another 2-3 minutes

The Last of the Good Guys – Review by Martha A. Cheves, Author of Stir, Laugh, Repeat

‘Julie read the note and then the article.  “I don’t understand,” she said from across her kitchen table.  “What does this have to do with Ben’s suicide?”  Alec looked at her.  “I was hoping you might have an answer.  Did Ben ever talk about these guys, any of them?”  She shook her head.  “They weren’t his close friends, that’s for sure.  I vaguely remember a couple of the names, Rudy Johnson and Roy Harrison.  But that was when Ben was still on the force.”  “Stuart’s widow didn’t remember them at all.  Didn’t even know if Stuart had maintained contact with any of them.”  “So what next?”  “Well, I’d like to talk to the others, the ones mentioned in the article.  I know Roy Harrison died of lung cancer about eight years ago and both Conway and Johnson had resigned, which means I’ll first have to find them.”  “You really think there could be a connection?”  Alec shrugged.  “I don’t know, but it’s worth checking out.  In the meantime why don’t you go through Ben’s papers and stuff and see if you come up with anything that might show a tie-in.”

Alec Santana had been best man at his friend Ben Brody’s wedding.  Now he sits with Ben’s widow Julie as they try to make sense of Ben’s apparent suicide.  The only clue Julie is able to give to Alec is that Ben did start acting strange after receiving a letter that he refused to share with her.  When Julie asked about the letter, he blew it off as a bill he forgot to pay.  Yet less than two weeks later he commits suicide.  Alec sees no reason for such a desperate act which makes him even more determined to get to the bottom of his friend’s fatal actions.

As Alec digs deeper into Ben’s death he uncovers the deaths of a couple other ex-policemen.  And as the pieces start coming together, he discovers that not only did each of the men, including Ben, work the same case 15 years earlier where a young boy was rescued from a fire, but that all but one of them had committed suicide.  WHY?  What is the connection between the fire, the boy and the officers?  I’ll give you a couple of clues…illegal behavior and money.  But could Ben have been tied up in something illegal?  Alec just can’t believe this to be true and is equally determined to prove his innocence.

The Last of the Good Guys kept me guessing throughout the whole book.  I had my suspicions about half way through as to who was causing the “suicides” but there were a lot of doubts that went along with my reasoning.  In The Last of the Good Guys, Ernesto Patino has done what he has done to me in the past…kept me guessing until the end.

180 pages
LL Dreamspell
ISBN# 978-1-60318-272-0

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