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Italian Food

“French might be the language of love,

but Italian is the food of romance.”

Caterina Campanelli (from the historic romance Caterina)

Caterina cover lr

While I was writing Caterina ( Book 2 in the Pendleton Petticoats Series), I found myself  cooking more Italian food than normal. Captain Cavedweller thought it was pretty awesome, especially when I made Zeppole. I’m pretty sure he could have eaten the entire batch by himself if I hadn’t tackled him and stole a few!

Just kidding… mostly.

Anyway, Caterina is a talented cook who pours love into the food she creates. Good thing the hero in the story is a lonely, hungry bachelor who happens to think her cooking is the best thing he’s ever tasted. It had to be that whole a way to a man’s heart thing.

Throughout the book, readers get glimpses of the delicious things Caterina cooks including everything from gnocchi to zeppole.

Writing the story and developing the characters, to me it just seemed so natural to tie romance and Italian food together. I think, perhaps, that scene from Lady and the Tramp has been stuck in my mind since childhood days and never quite worked its way out. Whatever the reason, I personally think the two go together well.

Just for fun, I thought I’d see what your favorite Italian food is to either make or eat (or both!).

Please share your thoughts in the comments section below!

She Who Is Making Ravioli for Dinner (from scratch!)

Baby Kitty

Dear Neighbor with the Herd of Cats,

I feel it only fair to write and give you ample warning you are in danger of losing one of your multitude of felines.

You see, it has not gone unnoticed that one of your cats recently increased the number of your herd.

The reason we know this is because one of the new additions has taken to wandering into our yard.

baby kittyHow are we supposed to ignore, let alone resist, this sweet little ball of friendly fur?

Even the non-cat person at our house has taken to cuddling this precious little pookie face, patting it on the head and calling it George – okay, Baby Kitty – but you get the idea.

The Heinous Cat has also been on his best behavior around the adorable baby. He even  let it get within sniffing distance without knocking it into next Tuesday.

Please, if you don’t want this fuzzy, wonderful little kitten to find a new home, I’m begging you to keep it home.

Otherwise, we can’t be held responsible for it taking up permanent residence at our house.

Sincerely,

Captain Cavedweller and She Who is Completely Loopy over Baby Kitty

I hope you’ll pardon my day of shameless self-promotion, but I’ve got a new book out today and wanted to share it with you!

Caterina cover

For those of you who have been anxiously awaiting the arrival of Caterina, Book 2 in the Pendleton Petticoats series, she is here!

The Kindle download is up and running and the paperback version will be available next week.

Check it out.

And if you haven’t read Aundy, Book 1 in the series, you can download it free today!

Enjoy!

Here is a little teaser from Caterina:

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Looking through the leaves and fruit hanging in the tree, Kade could see Caterina perched high on a limb, wearing a dark red and white calico dress. He’d seen Aundy stitching on it one evening after supper a few weeks ago and guessed she probably either made it or altered it for Caterina.

“Cat, I know you’re mad at me, and you’ve got every right to be, but will you come down so I can apologize?” Kade asked, taking a step closer to the trunk of the tree and gazing upward.  If he turned his head just right, he got an eyeful of white petticoats, shapely calves and small black boots. He was sure she had the tiniest feet he’d ever seen on a grown woman.

“No,” was the answer that floated down to him. He realized at that moment how much he’d missed hearing the smoky voice that so often occupied his dreams.

“Come down here,” he ordered, pointing to the ground next to him. The words barely left his mouth when a handful of cherries pelted him on the shoulders and bounced off his hat.

“Stop that, you little imp,” Kade said, holding a hand in front of his face as he tried to look into the tree.

“No,” she decreed, sending another shower of cherries raining down on him. He heard her giggle and decided he’d had enough as a third wave of fruit assailed him. One particularly rotten cherry splattered his shoulder and juice stained his light chambray shirt.

“Then I guess I’ll have to climb up there and make you,” he said, reaching for a limb overhead and placing his boot against the trunk, pulling himself up to the bottom branch.

“No, Kade! Stop! I’ll come down,” Caterina called, starting down the tree. It was bad enough to have to see Kade, but she certainly didn’t want to be stuck up in the cherry tree with him where he’d no doubt steal a kiss or two and make her forget how angry she’d been with him.

Had he bothered to apologize right away, she may have forgiven him. Even a note expressing his remorse would have sufficed. He could’ve even called with a vague mention of regret.

Six days later, she was in no mood to hear whatever it was he had to say. She didn’t care anymore, or so she emphatically declared to anyone who would listen. Convincing herself of that was a lot easier when she didn’t have to see the handsome deputy with his golden head, square chin, broad shoulders, and bright green eyes.

His masculine scent wafted to her and she almost missed a foothold as she worked her way through the branches. Almost to the bottom, something grabbed her foot, making her lose her balance. She stifled a scream as she fell through the air. Before she could blink, she found herself in Kade’s arms, held against his powerful chest.

“What are you doing?” she asked breathlessly.

“Plucking the prettiest cherry I’ve ever seen,” Kade said, a devilish smile tilting up the corners of his generous mouth.

“You’re im…”

You’ve probably noticed I’ve not had many blog posts the last few weeks.

Starting today, I’m getting back on track.

Starting today, I’m beginning a new adventure.

Starting today, I’m writing not just a new chapter in my life story, but opening a new book.

Starting today, I no longer have the “safety net” of a full-time “day job” and am committing myself 100 percent to my writing.

I knew once I was bitten by the writing bug it was what I wanted to do full-time. I dreamed of the day when I could stop living my life in black and white and pursue the beautiful array of colors the life of my dreams presented.

Due to some circumstances I would not have predicted, I’m able to do that sooner than I planned.

I can’t even begin to tell you how excited this makes me.

I’m also excited because I discovered some things in the last few weeks.

• I have a backbone and using it will not kill me.

• I have a funny bone and using it is therapeutic.

• I have a breaking point on my tolerance for unacceptable behavior and drawing the line strengthens the backbone.

• Self-respect is a highly valuable commodity.

• Sometimes we need a nudge off the cliff to take a leap of faith.

• Faith is both empowering and reassuring.

• More people care about you than you’ll probably ever know.

• Some people will not do what is right.

• Always, always take the high road, because it gives you the ability to carry on with dignity and self-respect.

• True friends are there to lift you up and encourage you onward.

• My husband would walk through fire for me.

Yeah, I’m feeling very, very blessed today and grateful beyond my ability to put into words.

The past few years, I’ve had a quote taped  to my desk at work:

Sunflowers and summer butterflies

I hope whatever it is you imagine, whatever it is you dream – you give yourself the opportunity to become.

She Who Is So Giddy About Today