I have to say that donna hay magazinehas it going on!!
If you have never seen this mag, and if you are a chef of any means, you should run on over to Borders and check it out. I picked one up last week, issue 9 in particular, and the recipe for cinnamon grilled chicken is simply divine. It follows, and hopefuly I am not committing a felony by posting it here.
grilled cinnamon chicken
1 tablespoon honey
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
2 teaspoons Dijon mustard
1 tablspoon lemon juice
1 teaspoon ground cumin
1/2 teaspoon ground paprika
1 tablespoon olive oil
4 chicken breast fillets
sea salt and cracked black pepper
stir-fried spinach and lemon wedges, to serve
Place the honey, cinnamon, mustard, lemon juice, cumin, paprika and oil in a bowl and whisk to combine. Pour over the chicken, cover and place in the fridge for 20 minutes.
Remove the chicken from the marinade and sprinkle with salt and pepper. Place on a preheated medium-high char-grill and cook for 4-5 minutes each side or until cooked through.
To serve, slice the chicken into 3 or 4 pieces and place on plates with some stir-fried spinach and a lemon wedge. Serves 4.
Recipe from donna hay magazine, imported from Australia and available at Borders bookstore.
Also, I have to thank Tina for posting about Kate Chopin, and reminding me it is time to read The Awakening once again. I have not read it in about 10 years, and the following is my reply to her blog entry:
"What a fabulous story to be reminded of. I was 29 when I was first coming out to myself, and newly a college student. My eng lit instructor, Kathy Stanton, was a petite little firecracker of a babe, and I had a wicked crush on her and my first experience with gaydar.
We read "The Awakening" one week and analyzed it quite thoroughly. On that week's exam, she asked "What was the underlying story, the one not succinctly told?"
It was a question for extra credit, and as I thought about it, I began writing. I guessed the answer was that Mrs. Pontellier and Madame Ratignolle were lovers. At that point of the test, we were allowed our book so we could argue our case by direct citing of passages.
I was the only one in class to guess correctly, and she read my answer in class the following meeting. It became an ongoing debate that followed our class through the end, all the heteros not believing in it for a second.
I just pulled my Chopin book off the shelf and I can't wait to dive in again, 10 years later, and with the benefit of 10 more years of literature and gaydar!
All this linking is wearing me out. Time for some reading!!