Yup, it’s that time of year again. 🎃 Whether your usual is a customized PSL or “Just coffee. Grande coffee”, here’s a drink that may pique your interest!
Earlier this month, I finally caught up on the October Daye series by Seanan McGuire — yes, all 15 books (so far). That’s a lot of time to spend with the main cast; naturally I’ve gotten quite attached and thus wanted to pay tribute to a select few of my favorites.
Note: General warning for possible spoilers through When Sorrows Come.
While my Cross-Country Reading Challenge focuses on real locations in our world — specifically the 50 U.S. states + D.C. — I’ve simultaneously been on another kind of travel adventure: through Sir Terry Pratchett’s Discworld series, which features tons of great quotes on places and travel.
(In fact, there were so many awesome lines that I managed to make my postcards just from the first book, The Color of Magic. There’s a lot of great material in the series, and I’m definitely planning to revisit it for more posts in the future.)
As you may or may not know, yesterday — August 18 — was the birthday of the one and only Percy Jackson. (I don’t want to know how old he would be turning this year; please don’t tell me so I can continue to ignore the passage of time.) And this weekend is also my brother’s birthday. (I do know how old he’s turning this year; I’m in denial about the passage of time.)
All that to say, what better way to celebrate them both than with some tasty treats?
Anna-Marie McLemore has incredible talent for atmosphere and interpersonal dynamics, so making a set of character aesthetics seemed like a fitting tribute to Wild Beauty: its striking visuals, the fascinating cast, and all the little details that add up to a story.
Brown butter oatmeal cookies filled with caramel and peanut butter. That’s it, that’s the post — because really, need I say more? (Well, actually, yes; I promise there’s a whole post under the read-more!)
Continue reading “I Made Cookies from Gray Wolf Island”
It’s like you took everything good in life and baked it into a cookie.– Tracey Neithercott, Gray Wolf Island
The year is 1926, and Shanghai hums to the tune of debauchery.
A blood feud between two gangs runs the streets red, leaving the city helpless in the grip of chaos. At the heart of it all is eighteen-year-old Juliette Cai, a former flapper who has returned to assume her role as the proud heir of the Scarlet Gang — a network of criminals far above the law. Their only rivals in power are the White Flowers, who have fought the Scarlets for generations. And behind every move is their heir, Roma Montagov, Juliette’s first love … and first betrayal.
But when gangsters on both sides show signs of instability culminating in clawing their own throats out, the people start to whisper. Of a contagion, a madness. Of a monster in the shadows. As the deaths stack up, Juliette and Roma must set their guns — and grudges — aside and work together, for if they can’t stop this mayhem, then there will be no city left for either to rule.
It’s possible that I have a thing for cookies in books (see: my Mother-Daughter Book Club chocolate chip cookies). What can I say, I love baking and I also love reading about characters baking; it makes them extra relatable and lovable.
So food scenes are a general favorite of mine, and this one from Small Town Hearts by Lillie Vale is no exception:
I sank my teeth into a shortbread cookie that wasn’t perfectly round. The sweet, smoky notes of tea blended with the crushed vanilla beans I’d sprinkled into the cookie batter. The flavor was incredible — like sweet, crumbly autumn goodness. Like fragrant, floral tea and crisp breaths in brisk air. Like fingertips warmed by hot cocoa and enormous woolly sweaters wrapped around me.