Big Monday morning welcome to Author Pat Dale. Pat advises readers--"If you try this recipe, be prepared for a big tummy ache if you overeat it. I chose this recipe because, don’t you know, misery loves company. LOL" Please leave a comment to be eligible to win Pat's psychological suspense paperback book, Crossed Lines.
GOOD EATS RECIPE:
Date Pudding to Die
For
1 cup Dromedary
dates, chopped 3/4cup walnuts (or
pecans), chopped
2/3 cup brown sugar
2/3 cup brown sugar
2 eggs
½
t vanilla extract
½
cup flour
1
t baking powder (heaping)
1 T butter
1 T butter
Pinch
of salt
Beat eggs and vanilla, add dates, nuts, and brown sugar. Mix
well.
Combine flour, baking powder and salt. Stir into mixture.
Spread into a greased 9X9 glass pan and dot with butter.
Bake @ 325 degrees for 30 min., or when a knife inserted
into middle comes out clean.
Serve warm with freshly whipped cream. Warning, portions
should be small. This scrumptious dessert will leave you wanting more, but
resist temptation.
Recommended serving size: two inch squares. Not recommended: licking the bowl clean.
LOL
GREAT READ:
SLEEPING WITH
HER ENEMY, a mid-life romantic
suspense novel by Pat Dale.
You’re a
woman approaching the big four-oh and you’re all alone. Again. You’d lost your
fighter pilot husband to a stupid accident, but you sucked it up and took your
young son to a new life in Colorado
Then you meet
a man who’d lost his wife to cancer. His daughter is almost the age your son
would have been. He likes you and she likes you. You bond and suddenly the
world takes on a new glimmer. Your heart beats strong with hope for a better
future.
Of course,
that’s before you discover that this man may have been the very one who ran
over your son. Have you been sleeping with your enemy?
The girl was sitting up, propped
by pillows when they stepped into the room. “Hi, Daddy.” She gave him a big
smile before turning her eyes questioningly at Ana.
He said, “Hi, sweetheart. How are
you feeling?”
“Better. I got pretty sick today
but I’m okay now.”
“That’s good, honey. Do you
remember Ana?”
She smiled. “Yes, Daddy. It’s my
tummy that’s sick, not my head.”
Ana got the embarrassed daddy off
the hook, saying, “I’m glad you’re feeling better, Sherry. Did you miss us?”
“I think I was too dizzy to miss
much of anything.”
Dan said, “I went over to Ana’s
for coffee while they helped you. She has a puppy you’ve got to see.”
“A puppy?” She turned quizzical
eyes on Ana. “You have a dog?”
“I do. Her name is Molly and she’s
a German Shorthair.”
“Do they get big?”
“Not too big. She weighs about
twenty pounds right now but they said she’ll be about forty to fifty
full-grown. And she’s really smart, too.”
“Wow. Wish I had a dog, smart or
dumb.” Her eyes fixed accusingly on her father. “But I guess we can’t have pets
in our house.”
“Oh, yes we can,” he said. “I’ve
been thinking about it, sweetheart, and there’s no reason you can’t have a
puppy if you want one.”
That brought her to life. Eyes
bright and shining, she asked, “Really?”
“Really. I like dogs too, honey.
And we’re going to be making some changes at home. I think we need that.”
Sherry turned serious. “Daddy,
will I be out of here in time to go to the swim meet this weekend?”
He glanced at Ana, who was shaking
her head. “I don’t think so, baby. The doctor wants you to get over this before
you get back into the water.”
“But I am over it. Almost. I feel
great now.”
Ana watched the struggle of wills
between father and daughter, wondering how much the girl had gotten away with
over the past couple of years. She remembered her experiences with Joey. Kids
seemed to have some kind of surveillance radar that let them know when their parents
were vulnerable.
For more information about Pat Dale and his books, go to Muse It Up Publishing Also available at Barnes and Noble and Amazon.
8 comments:
Thanks, Pat for guesting on the J Q Rose blog. I'm afraid I DID overeat on Thanksgiving, but I am going to try your recipe since my hubby loves dates. Welcome!
You'll love it but don't complain if you can't help eating too much of this wonderful stuff. LOL
Seriously, I want to thank you for inviting me to share with your readership. You have a neat site and it's fun to be here with you.
Pat Dale
Sleeping With Her Enemy, as with all of pat's work, I found to be a fine book, one that takes you away. A great 'snuggling in for the night' read. Recipe looks great, too!
That's a recipe just begging for a family get together. Three way pleasure:
1. You get to eat it yourself
2. You get to share it with family
3. You don't have to feel bad about yourself because you ate it all! cjwebbwriting.blogspot.com
Great description, Heather, "snuggling in for the night" read--
Carlajo you make 3 great points!
Thanks, all, for the positive comments. I hate to say it but I forgot the final ingredient for the date pudding: whipped cream. You must have the real thing and add a generous dollop of the yummy stuff right on the top of the pudding.
Now back to the keyboard. Too many stories, too little time. Ah, such is life...
PD
Just what we need, Pat, a rich dessert right after Thanksgiving! But it looks like a keeper. Can't help being reminded of my late father-in-law. My husband's family is of Arabic descent, and when we were dating all those years ago, Dad used to say, "Us Arabs always eat our dates." We all groaned, of course. I enjoyed the excerpt and plan to enjoy the recipe!
Carlajo, you are the winner of Pat's book! Congratulations!!
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