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Table of Contents
Letter From The Editor
Your
Tradition or Mine?
Vienna in Autumn
Home for the Holidays:
Military Style
Cookbook Recommendations
National Animal Shelter
Awareness Week
Writing:
Remember
What Your Mama Taught You
Holiday Stress: A Guide To Keeping
Your Cool
Fried Turkey: It's What's
for Dinner
Norman Rockwell got it
all Wrong
Groovy Love: Woodstock
Lives On
Tommy Turkey Treats
Sweet Mystery
Grandad's Country Ham
Sexercise 101
Household Tips
Fiction:
The Seeker
From Samhain
Publishing
November e-book releases
November print releases










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Fried Turkey, It’s what’s for Dinner!
J.C. Wilder
Let me just say, I
loves me some turkey! The moment a big, juicy,
perfectly roasted bird is pulled from the oven, I’m
the first one to start picking at the crispy skin.
Just thinking about turkey hot from the oven is
enough to make me swoon.
Then I tried a
deep-fried turkey and I almost passed out with sheer
pleasure. I’m shameless, I’ll eat pretty much
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In researching the origins
of fried turkey, I was unable to find out where the
tradition began. Many websites attributed this orgasmic
feast to the Cajuns, and seeing that the first time I
experienced this eighth wonder of the world I was in the
heart of Cajun country, I’m going to go with that. They are
the creators of so many wonderful foods that I’m more than
willing to give the credit to them.
(Pass the turkey, Please!)
Norman Rockwell Got It All Wrong
Ciar Cullen
Every family has memories, traditions, and those
holidays you might want to forget. Whether it’s now just the two of you, or you
celebrate Thanksgiving (or any holiday in fact) with friends, visit a house
straight out of a Martha Stewart magazine spread, or volunteer at the
soup-kitchen, you no doubt have Thanksgiving memories if you live in North
America. They can be blessed, bittersweet, or downright disastrous.
The first Thanksgiving I remember must
have been about 1960 or so, when I was a toddler. My
grandparents hated one another. That is, my maternal
grandmother (Irish) and my paternal grandfather (German).
The ethnicities counted in those days, trust me. My poor mom
did all she could to separate them, but at dinnertime there
was no getting around it—they’d be within spitting distance.
After an hour or so of verbal daggers whizzing by the bird
and various side dishes across the table, my proper
Victorian grandmother had enough. She stood, took off her
lace gloves, and flung a drumstick at my grandfather. All
hell broke loose, and my mother ran upstairs in tears.
(More, More!)
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Groovy Love: Woodstock Lives on
Allie Boniface
Let’s talk Woodstock, 1969.
The very name conjures up images of mud, crowds,
hedonism, great music, and one of the most indulgent
parties the country had ever seen. Maybe you’re old
enough to remember it. Maybe you were lucky enough
to be there! Times have changed, of course.
Musical artists, politicians, and protesters have
come and gone. But though nearly forty years have
passed since The Who and Joan Baez rocked a New York
pasture, that feeling of peaceful, groovy lovin’ is
back, in the small town where it all began. |
Today, Bethel Woods Center for the Arts, an open-air
concert arena, sits on the original Woodstock
grounds. Set in farm-dotted hills one hundred miles
north of New York City, it is a gorgeous testament
to the original event that changed music history. I
went to my first concert there last summer, and it
won’t be my last!
(Bring on the love, man)
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Tommy Turkey Treats
Lorelei James
Lorelei James here ~ Remember
last month when I lamented those crafty folks who
have way too much time on their hands to can create
fun, cute, edible holiday goodies that wow the
masses? Well, I confess…I found this recipe from a
few years ago and it fits the bill for a
“non-crafty” person. It doesn’t take a ton of time,
it’s easy, and kids have a blast making them.
(Bring on the sugar, Sugah!) |
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Sweet Mystery
Carolan Ivey
You may think that the greatest
scientific mystery of Polynesia would be something
like the Easter Island statues, or the real origin
of the Polynesian peoples. But you’d be wrong.
All domesticated animals and food
plants that now exist on the islands can trace their
origins to Southeast Asia. The exception? The one
plant that no one can figure out how it got there.
The sweet potato.
Try as they might, scientists
can’t pin down how the sweet potato (Ipomoea
batatas) traveled from South America all the way
across the Pacific to the Polynesian islands. Even
if it had been purposely carried by wayfaring
Polynesians from Peru back home, it’s unlikely, in
the vessels they had, that they could have carried
enough to both feed them and have any significant
amount left over for planting. The mystery lingers
to this day.
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Granddad's Country Ham
Gia Dawn
My Grandfather loved country ham. The kind that was
dried to a shrivel and preserved with so much salt
it didn’t need refrigeration. The kind he used to
hang on a hook in the basement for months, scraping
off the mold to shave off a sliver at a time.
Yes, mold. The mark of a true country ham. Greenish
gray mold covering the entire surface of the meat.
Honestly, if you didn’t know it was edible, you
would think it had rotted long before. Ah, but for
us Southerners, country ham is a delicacy.
That’s what I tried telling my husband the first
time my Granddad took him down to the basement to
show him the prize. I can still see the horror on
his face when they returned upstairs with several
pieces of the dried out, moldy ham on a plate. Torn
between his fear of offending my family and his
utter repulsion at the sight of the meat, he stood
like a statue at the kitchen door, not brave enough
to come inside, not daring enough to walk away.
(Here, piggy, piggy, piggy) |
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Sexercise: 101 -
How Step Class Can Steam Up
Your Sheets
Allie Boniface
Fact: Exercise improves your mood.
Exercise stimulates endorphins, those chemicals in
the brain that leave you feeling happy and relaxed.
Fact: Exercise combats disease.
Regular exercise can help prevent — or manage — high
blood pressure, type 2 diabetes, osteoporosis and
certain types of cancer.
Fact: Exercise helps you manage your weight.
When you exercise, you burn calories. The more
intensely you exercise, the more calories you burn —
and the easier it is to keep your weight under
control.
Fact: Exercise strengthens your heart and lungs.
Exercise delivers oxygen and nutrients to your
tissues; actually, it keeps your entire
cardiovascular system working efficiently.
Fact: Exercise promotes better sleep.
Regular exercise can help you fall asleep faster and
deepen your sleep. No more tossing and turning at 3
am!
Fact: Exercise can put the spark back into your sex life.
It’s
true! Do you find yourself too tired to have sex? Or feeling too
out of shape to enjoy it very much? Well, exercise can energize you,
which in turn can have a positive effect on your sex life. It can
get those good-mood endorphins firing. It can also give you a
newfound respect for what your body can do: you’ll start looking at
those thighs for their ability to walk three miles or power you
through an hour of step class. That positive body image will in
turn contribute to greater self-esteem in the bedroom. Plus, at its
basic levels, exercise improves your circulation, which can lead to
more energy, more stamina, and more satisfying sex.
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