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For this day after Valentine’s Day, we’re not talking chocolate or sweets. Instead, let’s go straight for a big chunk of meat: using a chili and coffee rub to make sliced roast beef!


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“After nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.”
~Philip Pullman

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My husband knows that for Valentine’s Day each year, I don’t want jewelry. I don’t want stupidly overpriced flowers that will be dead in a week. I don’t want a dinner out at some crowded restaurant. Nope. I want a trip to the VNSA Book Sale at the Arizona State Fairgrounds.


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This recipe for Hokkaido-style milk bread rolls makes 8 delicious soft, airy, amazing rolls.


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Huh. Breath of Earth made the 2016 Recommended Reading List at Locus in the Fantasy category. How about that?!


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“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.”
~Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

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Almost exactly a year ago, I shared my recipe for Lemon Cornmeal Shortbread. Now I’m sharing a slight twist: Citrus Cornmeal Shortbread!


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“It’s the children the world almost breaks who grow up to save it.”
~ Frank Warren

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These soft pretzel bites are bready perfection that fits in the palm of your hand.


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“I am irritated by my own writing. I am like a violinist whose ear is true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within.”
~Gustave Flaubert