November 24, 2015
A Thanksgiving Recipe from Andrew and Dominic
Dominic spent many years working as a pastry chef, so to say he’s talented in the kitchen is an understatement. He has recipes for many different wonderful things ranging from cookies he’s developed himself to cheesecakes that will cross your eyes. (The cookie recipe he keeps under lock and key. They’re cherry brandy cookies and he only makes them at Christmas. My mother tries to steal every one of them she can.) However I asked him for a possible Thanksgiving recipe and he pulled out one of my favorites. Its corn pudding. OMG. I love the stuff. For years it was either cornbread or a bowl of corn on the table until Dominic discovered this dish at a potluck, deconstructed it, and developed his own recipe. I twisted his arm, well actually I just leaned down and gave him a kiss and he sent me the recipe.
Both Dominic and I had very traditional Thanksgivings growing up. There are some of his mother’s recipes that we have every year, especially her pies. Unfortunately many my family’s Thanksgiving recipes haven’t stood the test of time. But that’s okay, he and I are fine with building our own traditions and memories. I think it’s one of the things we’re good at.
Happy Thanksgiving all! I hope it’s the best ever for you!
4 tablespoons butter
4 tablespoons all-purpose flour
1 tablespoon sugar
1 teaspoon salt
1 cup milk
1 (17-ounce) can cream-style corn
1 (16-ounce) bag frozen sweet corn, thawed
3 eggs, beaten
Melt butter in heavy saucepan over low heat.
Add flour, sugar, and salt, stirring until smooth (it will form a heavy roux).
Cook 1 minute, stirring constantly.
Gradually add milk, stirring with a whisk and cook over medium heat, stirring constantly, until thickened and bubbly.
Remove from heat, and stir in cream-style corn and sweet corn.
Add beaten eggs to corn mixture, stirring constantly.
Pour into a greased 2-quart baking dish. Bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour until just barely set.
Optional Additions (add after step 6, above):
If desired, omit the 1 tablespoon sugar and add the following:
- Additional 1/2 teaspoon salt
- Ground white or black pepper to taste (1/2 teaspoon)
- 2 tablespoons finely minced shallot or scallions
- 2 tablespoons chopped chives
Other possible additions:
- Diced canned green chilies or roasted red peppers
- 1 cup grated cheese (such as yellow or white sharp cheddar, or jack cheese)
November 23, 2015
I thought I’d post a picture of one of Ronnie’s cars. This is one of his Lamborghinis.
November 23, 2015
For years, Clayton Potter’s been friends and workout partners with Ronnie. Though Clay is attracted, he’s never come on to Ronnie because, let’s face it, Ronnie only dates women.
When Clay’s father suffers a heart attack, Ronnie, having recently lost his dad, springs into action, driving Clay to the hospital over a hundred miles away. To stay close to Clay’s father, the men share a hotel room near the hospital, but after an emotional day, one thing leads to another, and straight-as-an-arrow Ronnie make a proposal that knocks Clay’s socks off! Just a little something to take the edge off.
Clay responds in a way he’s never considered. After an amazing night together, Clay expects Ronnie to ignore what happened between them and go back to his old life. Ronnie surprises him and seems interested in additional exploration. Though they’re friends, Clay suddenly finds it hard to accept the new Ronnie and suspects that Ronnie will return to his old ways. Maybe they both have a thing or two to learn.
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I changed in the locker room while Ronnie talked to everyone. His big personality was back, and it was good to see. After filling my water bottle, I went up to the mezzanine to the treadmills. I got on one, dropped my phone into one of the cup holders, then started the machine and began my workout. I had a good view of the workout floor, so I watched as the others went through their routines, talking constantly as they did. A few times I saw Ronnie glance up, making the occasional rude gesture and then grinning like a naughty child. I was about to give him one back when my phone rang. I picked it up and answered it.
“Is this Clayton Potter?” I heard a strange voice ask.
“Yes, it is,” I answered, figuring this was some sort of telemarketing call. I made a mental note to check the do-not-call lists.
“I’m Dr. Greenway down at Johns Hopkins in Baltimore. Your father listed you as next of kin. He was brought in earlier today. I’m afraid he’s had as many as three strokes in the past few hours.”
Hearing the word stroke, I forgot what I was doing or where I was. The machine kept working even as I stopped, and it pushed me off the back. I stumbled and managed to keep from crashing to the floor but ended up in a heap nonetheless as my legs gave out.
“Mr. Potter, are you all right?”
“I don’t know” was the only answer I could form. My head buzzed and my ears rang, hands and legs tingling. “How is he now?”
“Howard is stable at the moment, but he’s slipped into a coma. Part of it is the body’s way of protecting itself. We need to run some more tests to determine the cause of the strokes, and then we may need to perform surgery to try to correct the blockage in his neck. Is it possible for you to get here? We will need permission to perform the surgery. I can do emergency surgery without it, but I would prefer we time this as best we can.”
“Yes. I’ll see about leaving as soon as I can.” I stared at the phone, sitting on the floor while other people began gathering around me. I scanned the faces, people I didn’t know all asking questions that didn’t seem to register. Then Ronnie pushed his way in, and I took a deep breath as the fog over my mind lifted somewhat.
“It’s my dad,” I told him. Those words galvanized Ronnie into action. He helped me to my feet and grabbed my things from the machine before turning it off.
“What happened to him?” Ronnie asked.
“Stroke,” I answered. “Got to get to Johns Hopkins.”
Ronnie stared into my eyes. “You can’t drive. Not like this.” Even as he said the words, he was already leading me down the steps and toward the locker room. “Change your clothes.” He left me in front of my locker, and I stared at it, forcing my hands to work. I pulled off my gym clothes and got back into the regular ones. By the time I was done, Ronnie was dressed.
“Where are you going?” I asked.
“My dad was at Hopkins,” Ronnie told me, and then he snatched up my bag and took me by the arm. My head was clearing, and the feeling was returning in my arms and legs, but I still felt shaky on my feet. He half propelled me toward the door, stopped at the desk briefly, and then we continued outside.
“My car is over there,” I said, but Ronnie guided me to his and somehow managed to get both gym bags in the tiny trunk of the Lamborghini.
“I’m taking you down.” He unlocked the car and lifted the door upward. It felt like I was still almost on the ground once I got in. Ronnie pushed the door down to close it and came around to the driver’s side. As soon as he got in, he started the engine, which roared to life, and within minutes we were out of the lot and entering the freeway.
“You don’t have to do this,” I said, a little belatedly, though I was pleased he thought enough of me to take this much care. Ronnie and I were friends, but he was a very busy man whose time was extremely valuable.
“Of course I do.” Ronnie reached over and patted my leg a few times, then returned his hand to the wheel. “When my dad was in the hospital, you came in all the time, talked to him and Mom.” Ronnie’s voice faltered for a few seconds. “She told me how you used to sit with her and just listen while she spouted all kinds of crap. Her words. She said she needed someone to talk with, and you were there.” Ronnie continued driving as I stared out the window. I’d made the drive from Harrisburg to Baltimore more times than I could count. It had been just my dad and me for a long time.
November 23, 2015
Good morning! I’m Andrew Grey and I’ll be hosting the release party for Eyes Only For Me for much of the day right here at the Dreamspinner Blog. So ask a question, comment all you want. But especially on this post because I’ll choose one commenter to win the Andrew Grey story of the choice. So let’s get this party started!!!!
October 25, 2015
This month I wanted to do Halloween. After all it’s October and I thought it would be fun. When Dominic and I first met, he was working as a pastry chef. We got along great, but there were things I didn’t find out about him until that first year. You see Dominic had a love of Halloween. The costumes, parties, especially giving them, and jack-o-lanterns. He used to carve eight to ten a season, with all kinds of amazing faces and designs. When we bought our first home together in Whitefish Bay, he discovered that they held the Great Pumpkin Festival where 1000 jack-o-lanterns were carved and displayed in the village park.
He showed them what he could do and they latched onto him. He became one of the master pumpkin carvers and would spend evenings down at the park for a week or more, carving the really big pumpkins. One year he did one with candy corn eyes and another with an amazing face that screamed in real terror. He was great. His most amazing pumpkin was one that was misshapen. Part of it had collapsed and it seemed pinched in part. I remember being with Dominic when he picked out that pumpkin to carve. I thought he was nuts. The following day he called me and said it was done and asked me to come see it. I was floored. He’d turned that pumpkin into a crocodile head complete with multiple layers of teeth, eyes on the pinched part and even hands that he’d made with the parts he’d cut away. It was the best jack-o-lantern ever.
Now here’s the sad part. I have been trying to find a picture of that jack-o-lantern for two years and haven’t been able to. It’s very sad because I would love to show it to you. However I am including some more recent pictures of what he’s done. I hope you like them and trick or treat.
September 25, 2015
When Dominic and I take a cruise, Dominic plans a lot of our activities. Most ships allow passengers to reserve places at the shows, so he builds a cruise calendar so we can take in the ice show, stage shows, nightly entertainment, cabaret acts, and so on. There are times when I’m surprised I’ll have time to sit by the pool for an hour.
I would like to share a piece of advice. When cruising, plan your excursions in port ahead of time. The ships have lists of excursions you can book and take and if time or dodgy transportation is an issue, definitely book through the ship. However, be sure to review listings on the various boards such as Cruise Critic. There is a wealth of information about private excursions that you can book. They are often less money and can be of superior quality. When we were in St. Kitts we booked an island tour that took us from the 16th century fort to the portions of the island where waves burst over crags, with a small group of donkeys what we got to feed sugar cane. On Antiqua he found a wonderful kayaking expedition that allowed us to scope out tide pools and mangroves. I also became friends with a parrot named Sweet Pea.
I’m happy to say that Dominic is amazing at ferreting out fun things for us to do on almost every island we visit. Some are in the water, some on it, and some simply seeing the sights. With a little research, you can make every island you visit, a place filled with memories.
September 14, 2015
Hi I’m Andrew Grey and I’m here today to talk to you a little about Love Comes Unheard. This is the fifth story in the Senses series and as you might be able to guess, this story features a main character who is deaf. The entire Senses series has main characters who are sensory impaired in some way or another. When writing a series, sometimes a story plays off another one. This is very much the case with Love Comes Unheard. After Love Comes Around, I wanted to give Wilson his own story and give little Janey someone to help mentor and show her the way as she comes of age. The amazing thing was that Garrett just showed up in my head as the perfect person to fill that niche. I didn’t set out to create him or think about the kind of character I wanted, he simply showed up and knocked on the door of my creativity.
Wilson, from Love Comes Around, simply captured my heart and I really felt he deserved his own story and to find love. He’s the perfect servant and very quiet about his life before working for Dan and what happened before he immigrated to this country. Wilson deserves to find love in his own right. He adores Dan and Connor’s three children, but he craves his own family, someone to call his own. Wilson is always putting others before himself, it’s part of what makes him good at his job, but he deserves to be the center of someone’s universe.
The stories in the Senses series all touch something special inside me. For many years the Farm series was where I went when I needed peace. I’d write those stories and they felt like coming home. I think the Senses stories have taken over the warmth and comfort for me. The characters aren’t simple, but the values and warmth in the stories always make me think of coming home to people I’ve known my entire life, the ones who surround us with joy, warmth, and encouragement when we need it most.
What I’d really like to know from you is which Senses series character is the one you’d like to be a part of your life. I’ll offer a copy of the Senses story of your choice to one lucky winner. Enjoy and enough warm hugs to last you through the coming winter.
Andrew Grey grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. He has since lived all over the country and traveled throughout the world. Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but the sink.
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August 25, 2015
Dominic and I cruise for a number of reasons. We love the food and the activities, but one thing both of us always count on is the entertainment. And on a cruise the shows and music are non-stop. Many times the two of us have spent the afternoon lying on the pool deck or splashing in the pool, listening to a steel drum band. We’ve seen full scale Broadway shows like Hairspray and Chicago, as well as original productions. We’ve also attended a number of smaller cabaret shows. One of the ships there was an aqua theater with diving shows. (Think sleek boys in Speedos) Many ships also have ice rinks and those have amazing ice skating and dance shows. (Think boys in tight pants jumping on ice.) You get the point.
However the wildest show was The Quest. It’s an adult scavenger hunt. And let me tell you it’s nearly no holds barred. The audience is divided into teams and when the host calls for something, the first teams to get what he wants get points. Now, on our version, the first thing the host requested was a man wearing a bra and high heels. Let me tell you, ladies were whipping off shoes and bras faster than I have ever seen in my life. It was pandemonium. Of course the next thing he wanted to see was a woman in man’s shoes and men’s shorts. One of the guys took one for the team and dropped his pants.
However I never laughed so hard in my life when the host asked for the tallest and shortest men in each team. Dominic was of course the shortest on his team and the two of them had to dirty dance. Of course my sweet little honey bear hammed it up like there was nobody’s business, dancing with a six foot six straight man. I nearly fell out of my chair. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to get pictures so you’ll have to take my word on it. But I can’t wait for our next cruise and I’m going to have as much fun as possible.
Of course no cruise would be complete without seventies night complete with disco and crew members dressed up as The Village People. Believe me the fun lasts from the time we leave port until we pull in again.
July 25, 2015
When on a cruise the excursions in port are half the fun. And a few years ago I found out Dominic loves to snorkel. So since he’s in charge of the planning, we go on a snorkeling excursion on each cruise. The last time we were on Bonaire and I think it spoiled us for every other place we’ve visited. The snorkeling here is unlike any other place in the world. There are no rivers on Bonaire, so there is no runoff into the sea. The reefs have been protected for many years and are unbelievable.
So Dominic found a private company and he booked the excursion. These people were amazing. They handled everything for us. The water there in January was a little chilly for me, so they loaned me a wet suit. That was awesome. They had sun shirts if we needed them. But I think the king of service was the Vaseline. Dominic and I have mustaches and the hostess was kind enough to slather Vaseline on them so the masks would fit well. It worked like a charm, I can tell you that. Of course once I got out of the water, I was washing the stuff off my lips for days.
One other benefit of this particular trip was that there was a photographer along with us and he snapped some of the most amazing pictures, of the coral, sea life, and us. We saw sea turtles, scared up an octopus, coral of every kind, and even a sea horse. I can’t wait to see what kind of excursion Dominic books on our next trip.
July 17, 2015
A Spirit Without Borders by Andrew Grey
Doctors Will and Dillon must also decide if their feelings are real or just the result of proximity and hardship.
Dillon McDowell, an infectious disease specialist, jumps at the opportunity to work with Doctors Without Borders in Liberia. But when he arrives, things are very different than he expected, and he’s out of his depth. Will Scarlet takes him under his wing and helps him adjust. A hint of normalcy comes when a group of local boys invite Dillon to play soccer.
Will’s family rejected him for being gay, and he’s closed off his heart. Even though meeting Dillon opens him to the possibility of love, he’s wary. They come from different worlds, and Will plans to volunteer for another stint overseas. But Will realizes what Dillon means to him when Dillon becomes ill, and they can no longer deny their feelings.
When Dillon’s soccer friends lose their parents and aunt to disease, Will and Dillon must work together to ensure that the boys aren’t cast adrift in a society that’s afraid they might be contagious. They must also decide if their feelings are real or just the result of proximity and hardship.
Length: Novel (200p.) | Genre: Contemporary | Release Date: July 17, 2015
Wounded Hearts by Remmy Duchene & BLMorticia
Cyrus has a past, one that left him in big trouble. When Zane finds out, will everything come to a screeching halt?
Zane Ashford’s stint in the NYPD comes to an abrupt halt when he is injured in the line of duty. After waking up partially blind in one eye, all he wants to do is crawl into a hole, but his friends and family won’t leave him alone. Reluctantly, he lets his best friend talk him into time away on a ranch in Montana. But the moment he gets there and meets Cyrus Abrams, Zane begins to contemplate murder.
Cyrus Abrams is vulgar, ornery, stuck in his ways, and not about to change for anyone, no matter how good Zane Ashford looks in those jeans. The more they lock horns, the more Cyrus begins to see Zane in a whole new light. But Cyrus has a past, one that left him in big trouble and more broken than he cares to admit—a past no one told Zane about. Cyrus fears that when Zane finds out, everything will come to a screeching halt.
Length: Novel (256p.) | Genre: Western | Release Date: July 17, 2015