Friday, February 28, 2014

Last Friday of the Month Recipe, J. D. Faver's Irish Potato Soup & an excerpt from Bad Karma


How can one not like a recipe that is called Irish Potato Soup, I'm drooling already.

J.D. Faver’s Family Recipe Irish Potato Soup
The Irish version of chicken soup came over on the boat with my ancestors during the potato famine. I updated it as I rarely have time to milk the cow and skim the cream off the morning’s milk. We call it “Irish penicillin” because it fixes you right up, no matter what ails you.

3 pounds peeled russet potatoes cut into chunks
1 medium onion, diced
3 stalks celery with leaves, chopped
3 cans chicken stock or water with chicken bouillon cubes
White pepper
1 tall can evaporated milk
1 stick butter or margarine

Place potatoes, celery and onion in a large stockpot. Add enough chicken stock or water (with bouillon cubes) to generously cover. Bring to a boil and reduce heat to simmer for 20 minutes. Remove from heat and mash the vegetables, slightly. I just use a potato masher or a fork against the side of the pan. You still want it to be chunky, but mashing part of it makes it rich and creamy. Add entire stick of butter and can of evaporated milk. Add white pepper and salt to taste.


With a vengeful stalker on her trail and a hurricane in the Gulf, Skyler Danforth relocates to South Padre Island only to find a new danger when her neighbor, Zach Bailey takes her heart by storm. Sky tries to fit in and be patient when she realizes she is falling fast for Zach, but he's on the rebound and cautious. Sky is a nurse and after two attempts on her life, moves to South Padre to live with her baby sister in hopes of eluding her stalker.

Cassie, a brilliant prodigy, is in over her brainy head when a local heart-breaker and fire fighter, Javier Rios pursues her. He is attracted to her natural innocence and beauty, but thinks she is only a restaurant delivery girl. He falls hard for the geeky, Master’s degree wielding Marine Biologist.

When the storm comes ashore and the island is evacuated, Sky and Cassie are trapped in the fortress-like hospital with a woman in labor, a heart attack victim and the stalker. Locked out, Zach and Javi use their own unique talents to breach the impenetrable medical facility, each sacrificing something of great personal value in the process. The easy going Zach is forced to step way outside his comfort zone and fight to protect the woman he loves.

Skyler was embarrassed. She’d practically thrown herself at Zach and he wasn’t all that interested. Still, he’d kissed her and it was an amazing kiss, stirring her insides like a blender on high speed. She licked her lips, trying to taste its remnants

Zach walked along beside her, but he seemed preoccupied. At least she didn’t have to make conversation. She heaved a little sigh of relief when she spied the house with her Audi parked in front. Cassie was awake by now and she might have prepared breakfast.

“Thank you, Zach for taking me for a walk.” She tried to avoid his penetrating gaze. “I enjoyed it.”

“So did I.”

She flashed him a nervous smile, noting his serious expression. Those green eyes could sure look grim.

He shoved both fists in the pockets of his swim trunks. “I think I gave you the wrong impression.”

Sky ducked her head and swallowed. Yeah, I thought you wanted me to kiss you.

Zach cleared his throat. “The kiss was great, but it’s just that...”

“Don’t worry about it. I shouldn’t have...”

He held up his hand, effectively silencing her. “It’s just that I haven’t kissed anyone in a while and it took me by surprise.” He stared down at her, trying to gauge her reaction.

“Well, I...I haven’t kissed anybody in a long time either and if I misinterpreted your interest, I’m sorry.” She finished all in a rush, aware that her color was rising. Damn that blush reflex.

One side of his mouth quirked up in a lop-sided grin. “You didn’t misinterpret a thing.”

Sky met his gaze, a shiver playing around her spine.

Zach’s fingers grazed her cheek and he bent down to place a gentle kiss against her mouth.

The fluttering of butterfly wings filled her chest. When he drew away he stood gazing down at her, which made her feel tongue-tied. She sucked in a deep breath and blew it out all at once. “Well, now I know.” She grinned up at him, trying to maintain some semblance of control.

He grinned back. “Now you know.”
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J.D. Faver lives near Houston, Texas. She writes steamy contemporary romance and romantic thrillers/mystery/suspense.

She loves to kill people...on virtual paper, that is. Although she writes daily, she still finds time to enjoy family and friends.

She is a foodie and an adventurous cook. Determined to preserve generations of family recipes, she is publishing a series of cookbooks entitled A Texan in the Kitchen.

All other interests (painting, drawing, sewing, quilting, crocheting, weaving, stained glass and pottery) have taken a back seat since they require hands-on participation which is difficult if your fingers are always on the keyboard.
An active member of several Houston writer's organizations, she belongs to National RWA and is a member of Houston chapters.
She is owned by two cats and a small, yappy rescue dog. As a former educator and healthcare professional, she is an advocate for children, animals and elderly/disabled individuals.

She would rather be sailing or on a beach somewhere, but if not, you can probably find her with her fingers on a keyboard, pouring word images onto the virtual films playing in her head.

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1 comment:

  1. doesn't that recipe just sound yummy. winter's not over :)