Showing posts with label Steven Nedelton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Steven Nedelton. Show all posts
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Coma Sins - Steven Nedelton & Joseph Parente, Authors
Gluten-Free Yellow Cake
(One of Steve's Favorite)
"Basic and easy, and very versatile. Layer with white or chocolate frosting, strawberries and whipped cream, etc. Make sure your baking powder is gluten-free."
Ingredients
1 1/2 cups white rice flour
3/4 cup tapioca flour
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon baking soda
3 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon xanthan gum
4 eggs
1 1/4 cups white sugar
2/3 cup mayonnaise
1 cup milk
2 teaspoons gluten-free vanilla extract
Directions
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease and rice flour two 8 or 9 inch round cake pans. Mix the white rice flour, tapioca flour, salt, baking soda, baking powder and xanthan gum together and set aside. Mix the eggs, sugar, and mayonnaise until fluffy. Add the flour mixture, milk and vanilla and mix well. Spread batter into the prepared pans. Bake at 350 degrees F (175 degrees C) for 25 minutes. Cakes are done when they spring back when lightly touched or when a toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean. Let cool completely then frost, if desired.
Coma Sins – Review by Martha A. Cheves, Author of Stir, Laugh, Repeat; Think With Your Taste Buds; A Book and A Dish
From next door a woman shrieked. Anger, white, blazing fury came over him. Was that damn Mary screaming again? “Kill her. Kill Mary. Kill Janklaw. Kill Sims,” the voices urged him. The nearest lamp’s light was so harsh it was blinding him. He grabbed it by the stem and smashed it into Mary’s door. The noises stopped. The room was in pleasant darkness now but the dim lights from the street made strange, infuriating shadows across the window panes. And then the telephone rang and it continued ringing deafening him. He grabbed the apparatus and threw it on the floor. The ringing topped. “Use the lighter on the drapes. Start a fire. Let everything and the hotel go up in blazing hell,” the voices suggested. That seemed reasonable. He heard a knocking at the door. A strange baritone voice was asking some nonsense. “Is everything okay, Sir?” “Damn you!” he shouted in response. “Jump from that window! Go, open it and jump!” the voices encouraged. “End the misery on the pavement” Then, a dead quiet… Oblivion.
If a person is mentally ill and commits a crime, even a deadly one, is he responsible for his actions? Apparently the law says no. They are sentenced if found guilty but to an institution or hospital, not prison. And if they are ‘cured’ they can be released to start it all over again.
Ben Bluman may not have been sentenced for his crimes but he did have himself hospitalized to prevent himself from committing more. He even agreed to experimental treatments provided by the government but did they help or make him worse? His only choice was to escape their hold on him, change his name and continue his life. Did this work? Apparently not since people continued to die. But is Ben really committing them? As he sleeps he ‘dreams’ of events leading up to their deaths so did he actually commit them or are they simply dreams?
Coma Sins is a deep story of a man who did and didn’t commit the crimes that he will eventually be blamed for. How do you commit yet not commit a crime? You can be insane or you can dream them. Question is, which did Ben do or did he do both?
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Tunnel - The Lost Diary - Steven Nedelton, Author
Maple Squash Puree
(A Steven Nedelton Special)
Brilliant orange squash is a vegetable everyone in the family
loves, especially when you sweeten the deal with maple syrup. A dab of butter
works wonders to make it ultra rich and creamy. You can also make this slow-food
style with fresh roasted squash, but frozen works perfectly when time is
tight.
Yield: Makes 4 servings
INGREDIENTS
- 2 12-ounce packages frozen cooked butternut squash or winter squash
- 1/3 cup water
- 2 tablespoons pure maple syrup
- 1 tablespoon butter
- Salt to taste
Directions
Put the frozen squash and water into a large saucepan. Cover and
cook over medium heat, stirring frequently, until the squash is thawed, about 10
minutes. Whisk in the maple syrup and butter and season with salt.
Notes
Tunnel - Lost Diary Tunnel – Review by Martha A. Cheves, Author
of Stir, Laugh, Repeat and Think With Your Taste Buds – Desserts
“He stopped walking for a moment,
beginning to wonder what the officer had brought in and where he had hidden
it. Whatever it was, it was not so small
that he could have missed it on his way in.
He recalled that the wagon the three men were pushing was on the
incoming rail, on the right hand side of the tunnel. He also figured the wagon could not have been
driven any further than the next stationary wagon he could barely see in the
distance. That meant the officer might
have hidden his treasure somewhere near it, the contents being too heavy to
carry by hand. He began running toward
the next wagon…he was getting close to it when he noticed a grey iron door on
right wall. He stopped running and walked over.
It was fairly rusted, flush with the wall, and shaped like the opening
of a dog house, three to four feet height and equally wide. There was a handle on the door and he tried
to turn it, but it wouldn’t budge, going neither up nor down. He looked around the floor and found a half
of a brick next to the wall…
“What are we doing here, boy? Hunting for State property?” a man’s voice
boomed from behind him.
Ben Kalninsh was just a kid when he watched the Soviet
soldiers hide their stash in the tunnel that had not been used for several
years. He just knew it had to be guns
and he sure wanted one for himself. What
he didn’t expect was to be caught by one of the soldiers who had decided to
steal the stash for himself and go AWOL.
And with the help of Ben’s father, he had a plan that would keep him
safe while getting himself and his stash of gold out of the country and into
America.
Ben had virtually forgotten about his encounter in the
tunnel as well as the man he knew as Andris. Everyone seemed to have forgotten Andris, or
so it appeared. But he was brought to
light when Ben’s father and their friend and neighbor were both brutally
murdered for what seemed like no apparent reason. It seems that there was more than gold hidden
in the tunnel that day and the Soviets wanted that extra little find which
turned out to be a diary. It also
appeared they wouldn’t stop searching and killing until they had their hands on
it. Why was that diary more important than gold?
The Lost Diary Tunnel takes you into the world of espionage,
betrayal, lies and a lot of agents working both sides of the fence. What these people will do just to keep the
Americans from knowing what’s really in the diary will scare the hell out of
you. At least it did me.
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