Wildflower Hill by Kimberley Freeman

27 Jun

Wildflower Hill is a touching tale about Beattie and her granddaughter Emma.  Two women living in different decades but whose lives are strongly intertwined. Beattie was a Scottish immigrant who moved to Tasmania, Australia, at the start of the Great Depression. The book goes back and forth between each woman’s stories thus allowing you to get to know each of them individually and through each other’s eyes.

Beattie’s struggles begin when she is young, falling in love with a dashing married man. When she finds herself pregnant and without support from Henry, her mother throws her out. Now completely alone, she goes to a home for unmarried women. Her shame is great, but when Henry appears, her faith is renewed. Together they run off and begin to make a new life with their infant daughter, Lucy. Soon enough Henry begins a downward spiral by drowning his troubles with liquor and squandering his pay before any bills can be paid.  Beattie finally reaches her limit of his irresponsible behavior and abuse and takes Lucy and escapes.

Someone had told her once that “there are two types of women in the world…those who do things, and those who have things done to them.” As a poor, unwed mother, she kept that thought in the forefront of her mind as she struggled against poverty and prejudice. Against insurmountable odds, she became the owner of a prosperous sheep farm in rural Tasmania, though it was not without great hardship and heartache. 

All the while, Henry has gotten his life back on track and reconciles with his wife.  He tracks down Beattie and comes for Lucy. Beattie agrees to split custody with them, even though it breaks her heart and causes much confusion for Lucy. Beattie’s story continues with more twists and troubling turns, but finding her greatest love helps her to see what’s really important in life.

Set in London 2009, Emma’s story is effortlessly woven in with Beattie’s. Emma is a world-renowned prima ballerina proud of her success but never realizing how it had totally consumed her life until a knee injury put an end to her career.  Left with no other options, she returns home to Sydney. There she learns she has inherited the sheep farm in Tasmania that her grandmother ran in the 1930s. Beattie had not been there for many years and used the place for storage, so Emma decides to head south to clean out the place in order to sell it. Upon arrival she finds boxes and boxes full of Beattie’s old possessions, including letters, photos and business records. As Emma sorts through everything, she slowly uncovers family secrets buried for decades.  All pieces of a puzzle she can’t seem to reconnect.  She makes new friends, helps a studio of girls with special needs with ballet and begins to find herself again.  Or maybe for the first time.

Ms. Freeman does a great job developing not only her main characters but her minor ones as well. She gives us an authentic feel for both London and Tasmanian society in the 1930s. You’ll come to love characters like Charlie, Mina and Mikhail and will struggle with Margaret, Raphael and Tillie. Wildflower Hill is a lovely read, difficult to put down, once begun.  And one I highly recommend.

There are no words…

25 Jun

“There are no words to express the abyss between isolation and having one ally.  It may be conceded to the mathematician that four is twice two.  But two is not twice one; two is two thousand times one.”

  ~ JK Chesterton

(The Human Race)…

14 Jun

“(The Human Race), in its poverty, has unquestionably one really effective weapon ~ laughter.  Power, money, persuasion, supplication, persecution ~ these can lift a colossal humbug…but only laughter can blow it to rags and atoms at a blast.  Against the assault of laughter nothing can stand.

  ~ Mark Twain

A Cherished Reward, by Rachelle Nelson

11 Jun

This is one of those boy meets girl, girl wants nothing to do with boy but you know in the end they’ll end up together love stories.  To say my literary tastes vary is a huge understatement.  On any given day you may find me reading action adventure, mystery, legal drama, sappy romance, etc.  Sappy romance is where this book comes in. 

A Cherished Reward is set in the late 1800s in Dogwood Springs, Texas.  Eden Page is trying to get on with her life after losing her husband, the town’s marshal in the line of duty.  Putting the badge and job first, he was never there for her or their 3 small children.  Now that he’s gone, she’s decided all law men are bad and married to their jobs.  She’s guarded and very protective of her children.  The townspeople don’t understand her and nobody wants to befriend her.

Enter Tanner McCay, the new marshal in town.  He stumbles across Eden and her kids the moment he arrives into town and is immediately smitten.  She of course is less than friendly and for much of the story is nearly hostile toward his friendly attention.  For some reason Tanner isn’t swayed.  Deep down he must know she’s the only one for him and so he continues to pursue her, even after countless doors are slammed in his face (one actually breaks his nose). 

Two out of three of Eden’s children are excited every time they see the marshal and look forward to every encounter.  The third is bitter and very protective of her father’s memory, even if the memory she has isn’t exactly the man/husband/father he was. 

Eventually of course Eden sees Tanner for what he is.  A handsome, rugged man who is madly in love with her who wants nothing more than to marry her and become part of their little family.  He also happens to be a lawman, which she is finally able to accept and embrace. 

One of the things I liked about the book was the historical backdrop; I love reading stories from different times and places.  It’s nice to be taken on a trip back in history or travel vicariously through the pages of my novel.  And they’re educational too.  Win Win!

This book is one of the guilty pleasures I allow myself between my book club books.  Those are usually much more serious and complicated.  Sometimes it’s nice to just sit back with a cup of tea and enjoy a story where you know a happy ending is sure to be.

The thing that lies…

9 Jun

“The thing that lies at the foundation of positive change, the way I see it, is service to a fellow human being.”

~ Lee Iacocca

We worry about…

6 Jun

“We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.”

  ~ Stacia Tauscher

Some days…

5 Jun

“Some days even my lucky rocketship underpants won’t help.”

  ~ Calvin and Hobbes

Memorial Day Weekend

3 Jun

Over this past Memorial Day weekend, my husband and I did our best to Get Out There.  On Saturday we began our long weekend by doing some Thrift Store shopping, one of our favorite weekend activities.  We don’t have to be looking for anything in particular; sometimes cool stuff just finds us. I found a few cute tops and a beautiful silk blouse… tags still on it!  Set me back a whopping $3, it was the tag color of the week so it was half off.  Certainly the find of the day.

On Sunday afternoon, we drove down to Huntington Beach for lunch at our favorite Himalayan Restaurant, the Himalayan Grill.  If you’re a fan of Nepali, Indian or Tibetan cuisine, this place is for you.  We absolutely love it.  The decor is simple but certainly puts you in the mood for the meal that will soon follow.  Think incredible photography, fountains, Tibetan prayer flags… you get the idea.

We start off with the Vegetable Pakormas and dip them in both of the yummy sauces they bring to the table.  Greg got his usual Tandoori Chicken and I got my usual mixed vegetable Korma.  Both dishes come with Basmati rice and a bowl of Saag Paneer (spinach with Indian cheese).  The meal also comes with a small salad which is a good palette cleanser when you’re looking for one.  Of course the dinner wouldn’t be complete without the garlic Naan bread.  Dipping it in the Korma and Paneer really is the icing on an already sweet cake.

Once our appetites were completely satisfied, we drove down to the pier and found a parking place in a nearby neighborhood.  We walked around for a bit, checking out the booths at the craft fair.  It was small and we didn’t really see much we were interested in, so we headed back for the car.  Saturdays they host a farmers market… probably more my style.  We’ll have to make a point to check that out sometime soon.

On the way home, we stopped at Nordstrom Café in Brea Mall to sit and relax with an ice cold glass of lemonade.  So tart and refreshing, the perfect elixir.  We walked the mall a bit, again, not really looking for anything in particular, but just enjoying being out.

Dinner time brought us to our favorite Mexican restaurant, Mauricio’s.  A relaxed, family atmosphere with great chips and salsa and real authentic Mexican fare.  And pizza.  I know that sounds funny, but the restaurant used to be a pizza place.  When Mauricio bought it, he figured it a waste to get rid of the pizza oven, so he just incorporated the Italian pies into his otherwise south of the border menu.  And people love it.

Monday found us heading west into Los Angeles.  Our first stop?  Chinatown.  I haven’t been in 25 years or more and Greg had never been.

 

 

Did you see the movie Rush Hour with Jackie Chan?  Here’s where part of it was filmed…

 

 

We were getting hungry for lunch and I asked Greg where he’d like to go.  Jokingly he said, “You think they have a good Italian restaurant around?” We walked one more block and I stopped dead in my tracks and told him to look up.  We both cracked up.  Apparently, the area that today encompasses New Chinatown was originally Los Angeles’ Little Italy.

We hopped back in the car and drove a few blocks to Little Tokyo (in J-Town) where we walked around a bit and then decided on a sushi bar for lunch.  It was good, not great. Certainly not as good as our hometown sushi bar, Dai Shogun.  But we’re spoiled and we know it.  Every other sushi bar we try has a big rice bowl to fill.  We love that the best is right in our own neighborhood.  We enjoyed our lunch and walked around some more.  The day was just too beautiful to not be outside walking and exploring.

We finally climbed back into the car and drove to Beverly Hills.  One of my favorite things to do is what we call “Star Tours”.  We drive into L.A. and use our Map to the Stars’ Homes to cruise around and appreciate the architecture, landscapes, cars, etc.  And if we should glimpse a celebrity, all the better.  On Sunday the only house I really wanted a picture of was Lucille Ball’s.  I’m a HUGE Lucy fan.  Huge.  She really was/is the Queen of Comedy and nobody before or since has been able to match her comic timing and physical humor.  She didn’t need to resort to offensive material or bathroom humor to get a laugh.  She just did what she did and she did it best.  This wasn’t the first time I’ve been to her house (not that I’m a stalker) but considering I’ve lived in So. Cal my whole life, I’ve been in these neighborhoods countless times.

A few months ago we made a trip into L.A. to do some suit shopping… I came across her star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.  I couldn’t resist.

Finally around 6:00, we left L.A. and headed home.  It had been a pretty full day and weekend and I really didn’t want it to end, but it was time to start preparing for my work week.

Looking back, it’s clear we took full advantage of living in California.  But the truth is, it doesn’t matter where you live.  What matters is that you find the beauty in any direction you look and then take steps toward it.  It may mean putting on your hiking boots, tennies, flip flops or swim fins ~ either way, Get Out There.

I’m convinced that…

1 Jun

“I’m convinced that every boy, in his heart, would rather steal second base than an automobile.”

~ Tom Clark

Turkey Lettuce Wraps and Cold Rice Salad

29 May

This dish is one of my husband and my favorites.  When we’re out at P.F. Chang’s, we both love the Chicken Lettuce Wraps, so when I came across this recipe from Melissa D’Arabian, I knew it was something I had to try.  If you’re not familiar with Melissa, she has a great show on Food Network called Ten Dollar Dinners with Melissa D’Arabian.  Her promise is… “4 people, ten bucks, infinite possibilities”.  I’m a huge fan of Melissa’s and many of the meals I cook at home come courtesy of her on-air kitchen.  If you’ve never seen her show or cooked her recipes, this one will make you a fan for sure.

Start with the Cold Rice Salad since it’s best served chilled.

Turkey Lettuce Wraps and Cold Rice Salad

 

 

Cold Rice Salad

Ingredients:

1 ½ cups long grain white rice, rinsed

Salt

2 cups +/- peas, blanched

1 red bell pepper, chopped

Directions:

Place the rice in a pot or rice cooker with 3 cups water and a pinch of salt.  Cook as you normally would.  Once done, spread the rice out on a sheet tray and let it cool completely.  Next, combine the rice, peas and red bell pepper.  Toss gently

 

Dressing

Ingredients:

3 Tbl rice wine vinegar

8 Tbl vegetable oil

2 tsp toasted sesame oil

Salt & Pepper to taste

Directions:

In a small bowl add the rice wine vinegar, a small pinch of salt and fresh ground pepper.  Mix together and slowly drizzle in the vegetable oil and then the sesame oil.

Pour the dressing over the rice mix until thinly coated.  Taste and re-season if necessary.  Put in fridge until ready to serve.


Turkey Lettuce Wraps

Prep Time: 10 minutes

Cook Time: 15 minutes

 

Ingredients:

12 oz ground turkey

2 tsp vegetable oil

8 oz white mushrooms, chopped

2 cloves garlic, minced

1 (16 oz) can water chestnuts, chopped

¼ cup soy sauce

1 Tbl brown sugar

1 Tbl rice wine vinegar

Iceberg lettuce

Directions:

Brown the turkey in the oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat until no longer pink.  Add the mushrooms, garlic and water chestnuts and cook until the mushrooms soften.  In a small bowl, mix the soy sauce, brown sugar and vinegar, pour over the turkey mixture and cook 1 minute.  Remove from heat.

 

Drizzling Sauce for Wraps

Ingredients:

3 Tbl soy sauce

2 Tbl rice wine vinegar

1 Tbl honey

1 Tbl Dijon or other spicy mustard

1 Tbl Sriracha sauce

½ tsp sesame oil

½ cup water

Directions:

In a small bowl, whisk together all ingredients

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