Clarissa Johal

Monday, June 9, 2014

#MeatlessMonday-Soba Noodles with Spicy Peanut Sauce #vegetarian #vegan

Photo courtesy of himenotable via photobucket
I love vegetarian Asian food. When my youngest was little, she was a huge fan of noodles. (Lucky her that she got a mom who has ten kinds of noodles in the pantry!) This peanut sauce works well on almost any noodle. Soba is a favorite but you can use rice noodles, bean thread noodles, udon, pretty much anything. Add some baked tofu and you have a meal! Enjoy!

Spicy Peanut Sauce 

1/4 cup crunchy peanut butter
1/4 cup water
2 tbsp soy sauce
1 tbsp lime or lemon juice
1/2 tsp chili garlic sauce
2 cloves garlic, minced and crushed
2 tbsp rice vinegar
1/2 cup chopped spinach

Whisk all ingredients in saucepan. Bring to a boil, constantly stirring, until sauce is thickened.

Prepare noodles according to directions. Drain and top with peanut sauce. Add veggies, tofu, or whatever strikes your fancy!

Friday, June 6, 2014

Frightening Friday-Haunted Mirrors

Photo courtesy of frenchantiquemirrors
via photobucket
Throughout the ages, reflective surfaces of all kinds have been linked to the supernatural world. In ancient Greek legends, the gods observed mortals in a pool of water and reacted accordingly. During the reign of Queen Elizabeth I, spiritual visions, divination or fortune-telling via scrying mirrors was all the rage. Some cultures believe that mirrors reflect a person's "true" nature, or their shadow soul, and avoid them altogether. And we've all heard that breaking a mirror brings seven years bad luck.
But can mirrors be haunted? 

There are many stories that tell of haunted mirrors. One of the best known is of a mirror located in The Myrtles Plantation. The mirror has been in the Louisiana home since it was built in 1796. It is said to hold the trapped souls of Sara Woodruff and her two children, who lived at the plantation in 1894. An old Southern tradition holds that when a family member dies, mirrors in the home are covered in order to keep the soul of the deceased from becoming lost. According to legend, when Sara Woodruff and her children died, all the mirrors on the plantation were covered--except the one. Hand prints--from the back of the mirror--appear in the reflection no matter how often the mirror is resurfaced. 

A more recent story occurred in February 2013. Two men pulled an antique mirror from a dumpster outside their London home. The men stated that since acquiring the mirror, they've suffered financial problems, illness, pain and a sense of impending doom. They also claimed to see "flickering shadows" reflected in the mirror itself. The final straw was that one of the men woke covered in red scratches. The mirror sold on eBay for $155 in spite (or because of) their claims that it might be haunted. 

Speaking of, here's a couple of haunted mirrors currently for sale on eBay. I'll let you decide if they're worth a bid.

Haunted Victorian antique mirror ghost portal

Vintage haunted vanity mirror

Haunted clock/compact mirror

Haunted vintage mirror


Thursday, June 5, 2014

Thoughtful Thursday-Falling Into Suburbia

I had a dress dry-cleaned last week. That may seem commonplace to most of you but for me, it marked some sort of decent into suburbia. Kind of like Alice falling down the rabbit hole.
How terrifying.

I didn't intend on buying a dress that had to be dry-cleaned. I found it at Ross, actually. A Calvin Klein dress for $20--what a steal! The excitement must have short-circuited my brain from the common sense to check the washing label. When I got the dress home however, there it was--Dry Clean Only. Crap. Dry-cleaning is something that grown-ups do. Grown-ups with money that live in suburbia and drive BMWs. Right? Right? *sigh*

After I kicked myself repeatedly, I searched online for the tiny possibility that the dress could be washed by hand. Several sites said that hand-washing rayon/spandex was fine, while others said it would be disastrous. As much as I hated to spend extra money on dry-cleaning, it looked like hand-washing would be too risky. I loved the dress and it did fit perfectly...damn.

Off to the dry-cleaners I went, which was weird. And in weird situations I say ridiculous things.

The conversation went somewhat like this:

Me: "Hi! I bought this dress for $20. I usually check labels beforehand but it says to dry-clean only. What do you think?"
Counter Person: "We are a dry cleaners."
Me: "Um, right. I usually don't dry-clean stuff. Do you think it could be hand-washed...by any chance?"
Counter person: *Silence*
Me: "I'll just dry-clean it then. When can I pick it up?"
Counter Person: "6PM."
Me: "Wow, that's fast. Is everything done by machines or do you have to do it all by hand? Do you use chemicals?" *glancing at a row of suits* "They look like they're in body bags. Maybe the chemicals killed them. Haha."

Yeah, I don't think she was impressed either because the conversation kind of degraded from there.

Anyways, I picked up right at six. Didn't want to keep my dress waiting because that's just rude. $7.50, thank you very much. And it was wrapped in a body bag of its own. Somebody let it out because I don't think it can breathe in there.
When I came out of the gym that evening (don't get me started on how weird it is to belong to a gym and live in suburbia) I walked past several cars and noticed that they too, had clothing in body bags. It was like I joined some sort of freaky club. Gawd, shoot me now, I've fallen down the rabbit hole. Excuse me while I go mow my lawn and arrange my flamingos.

In the words of Alice from Lewis Carroll's, Alice in Wonderland:
“It's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.”

Yes, indeed.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

#Paranormal Wednesday-Cursed Islands

I've been working on my next novel tentatively titled The Island. The novel is set on an island (duh) that has "a history." There are demons and all sorts of other fun things going on...I can't tell you any more or I'd have to kill you.
So anyways, I decided to do some research into cursed islands and if there were any. Turns out there are several! Take a look at these...

Public domain photo courtesy of Baku 
Island of Gaiola
Located in the Gulf of Naples, it was originally known as Euplea and held a small temple dedicated to the Roman goddess Venus. It became known as the cursed island because of the premature deaths and misfortunes surrounding many of its owners. In the 1920s, it belonged to the Swiss Hans Braun, who was found dead and wrapped in a rug; a little later, his wife drowned in the sea. The subsequent owner died of a heart attack in the island's villa. The owner after him committed suicide in a mental institution.

If owners of the island didn't die themselves, they experienced other calamities. In the 1990's, the island belonged to the head of Fiat, Gianni Agnelli. When Agnelli's only son committed suicide, his nephew stepped in to take over the company. The nephew ended up dying of a rare cancer at the age of 33. Island owner and multi-billionaire Paul Getty endured the kidnapping and subsequent death of his grandson. Gianpasquale Grappone, the island's last owner, was jailed when his insurance company failed.

Today, the villa is uninhabited and abandoned.

Permission to use photo courtesy of Clarkma5
Palmyra Island
Located south of the Hawaiian Islands, Palmyra Island is reported as having a "not quite right" feeling by those who have visited. A long list of disasters have been associated with Palmyra since its discovery in the late 17th century. Though it seems to be a paradise and offers an abundance of fish in its surrounding lagoons, many of those fish are poisonous because of ciguatera, a type of algae that grows on coral.

In 1816, the Spanish pirate ship Esperanza was loaded with treasure--gold and silver from Incan temples in Peru. The ship came under attack and wrecked on a nearby reef. While surviving crew members managed to move the treasure onto the island, they were stranded for over a year. They finally managed to escape on rafts. One raft was rescued by an American whaling ship while the other raft was never recovered. The sole survivor died of pneumonia shortly after and the Incan treasure has never been found.

In 1855, a whaling ship was reported wrecked on Palmyra's dangerous reefs. Attempts to locate the ship and its crew turned up nothing.

During WWII, Palmyra Island functioned as a refueling station. A former Navy officer who was stationed from 1942-1944 reported several odd events. Patrol planes that went down near the island could not be found, he reported it was "like they had dropped off the face of the earth." One plane that took off from the island's runway climbed to a couple hundred feet, and then turned in the wrong direction. The two men aboard the plane were never heard from again. The Navy officer also reported that a plane sent to Palmyra to pick up the stationed officers, crashed before it could even find the runway.

Permission to use photo courtesy of Clarkma5
In 1974, the double murder of a sailing couple on Palmyra Island became the subject of the book And the Sea Will Tell . Several odd circumstances and events surrounded these murders are attributed to the island itself.

To this day, the island remains unoccupied.


Peche Island 
Photo courtesy of Angela via flickr
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A French-Canadian family by the name of Laforet established a homestead on this island located off the coast of Ontario, Canada. In 1883, the Laforet's were involved in a property feud with Hirum Walker, a whiskey distiller. A group of Walker's men forced their way into the home of heiress Rosalie Laforet and forced her to sign over the property deed. As the family left Peche Island, Rosalie Laforet (who claimed to be familiar with "the ways of the natives") placed a curse upon the land stating that, “No one will ever do anything with the island!”

At the age of 28, Willis Walker died not long after he had handled the island purchase. Hiram Walker suffered a stroke and passed away in 1899. His son, Edward Chandler Walker, died at a young age in 1915. By 1926, when prohibition saw an end to the family distillery business, the Walker dynasty had faded from history. In 1929, the Walker mansion burned to the ground.
And so the island sits, desolate and uninhabited.

Photo of Rarotonga Beach 
GNU Free Documentation License
Cook Islands
Located in the South Pacific. In 1911, New Zealander William John Wigmore leased a plot of land from More Uriatua, a Cook Islander. Later, Uriatua decided he wanted his land back and refused to give his approval to the intended coconut copra plantation. They argued and Wigmore shot Uriatua, killing him. Wigmore was deported. In 1913, More's daughter was said to have placed a curse on the island stating “no business activity operated on the land Vaimaanga 4 would succeed unless the land was returned to Ngati More and the rightful owners.”
Plans to construct a commercial citrus orchard in the 1950s and 1960s fell flat, as did a proposed herb plantation and (later) a pineapple plantation. In the late 1980s, the Sheraton hotel chain bought the land and invested more than $60 million into an intended holiday resort. The project was plagued by setbacks. In 1993, with 80% of the Sheraton project finished and an estimated $120 million invested, the construction came to a final halt. Designed to be a palatial 200-room holiday complex, the Sheraton resort lies abandoned to decay in this island paradise.

Cursed? Odd series of events? What do you think?


Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Tangled Tuesday-Guest Author Stephen Kozeniewski

ABOUT BRAINEATER JONES

Braineater Jones wakes up face down in a swimming pool with no memory of his former life, how he died, or why he’s now a zombie. With a smart-aleck severed head as a partner, Jones descends into the undead ghetto to solve his own murder.

But Jones’s investigation is complicated by his crippling addiction to human flesh. Like all walking corpses, he discovers that only a stiff drink can soothe his cravings. Unfortunately, finding liquor during Prohibition is costly and dangerous. From his Mason jar, the cantankerous Old Man rules the only speakeasy in the city that caters to the postmortem crowd.

As the booze, blood, and clues coagulate, Jones gets closer to discovering the identity of his killer and the secrets behind the city’s stranglehold on liquid spirits. Death couldn’t stop him, but if the liquor dries up, the entire city will be plunged into an orgy of cannibalism.

Cracking this case is a tall order. Braineater Jones won’t get out alive, but if he plays his cards right, he might manage to salvage the last scraps of his humanity.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Stephen Kozeniewski lives with his wife and two cats in Pennsylvania, the birthplace of the modern zombie. He was born to the soothing strains of "Boogie With Stu" even though The Who are far superior to Zep, for reasons that he doesn't even really want to get into right now.

During his time as a Field Artillery officer, he served for three years in Oklahoma and one in Iraq, where due to what he assumes was a clerical error, he was awarded the Bronze Star. The depiction of addiction in his fiction is strongly informed by the three years he spent working at a substance abuse clinic, an experience which also ensures that he employs strict moderation when enjoying the occasional highball of Old Crow.

He is also a classically trained linguist, which sounds much more impressive than saying his bachelor's degree is in German.

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Monday, June 2, 2014

#MeatlessMonday- #Vegetarian Penne Pasta

Photo courtesy of Sandra S. Stone via photobucket
Ingredients

2 large onions, chopped
6 T olive oil
3 garlic cloves, minced
10 plum tomatoes, seeded and chopped
I cup chopped fresh spinach
1 cup vegetable broth
1 tablespoon dried basil
1 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1 package (16 ounces) uncooked penne pasta
24 ounces mozzarella cheese, cut into 1/2-in. cubes
1 cup black olives
1/3 cup grated Parmesan cheese
1/3 cup feta

Directions

Sauté onions in oil until tender. Add garlic, stir in tomatoes, veggie broth, spinach, basil, pepper flakes, salt and pepper. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat; cover and simmer for 25-30 minutes or until sauce is slightly thickened.

Cook penne according to package directions; drain.

Stir the mozzarella cheese, olives and cooked penne into the sauce.

Transfer to a greased 13-in. x 9-in. baking dish; sprinkle with Parmesan and feta cheese.

Cover and bake at 375° for 20 minutes. Uncover; bake 5 minutes


Sunday, June 1, 2014

Announcing the Winner of the "Is it Summer Yet?" Blog Hop!

Thank you to all who entered "Is it Summer Yet?" Blog Hop!  I hope you had fun! The winner of my contest for an ecopy of STRUCK and Cooking with Musa (a gift from my publisher) is Theresa N.

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If you would still like to win an ecopy of STRUCK or more great books and prizes, please take a peek at The Romance Reviews Sizzling Summer Reads contest which runs the whole month of June.



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