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The Hungry Love Cookbook: 30 Steamy Stories, 120 Mouthwatering Recipes
The Hungry Love Cookbook: 30 Steamy Stories, 120 Mouthwatering Recipes
The Hungry Love Cookbook: 30 Steamy Stories, 120 Mouthwatering Recipes
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What are you hungry for? The Hungry Love Cookbook: Classy Eating, Trashy Reading is a collection of romantic parody vignettes interwoven with luscious recipes that are easy to follow and require the least amount of work for the maximum flavor. The amorous escapades contained within will whet your appetite for more than just food. The Hungry Love Cookbook will supercharge your love life with irresistible, aphrodisiac-laden menus and infuse your cooking experience with romance, intrigue, and a giggle.

Each of the thirty chapters includes a scintillating escapade along with three or four recipes that delight the story’s characters and a beautiful photographs of the recipesand the characters relishing their meal. The Hungry Love Cookbook’s suggestive stories will inspire the reader to re-create the recipes and magic within. Its sexy approach will make cooking more fun than ever before. Even readers with the most basic culinary skills will be able to follow the simplified steps to creating impressive, succulent dishes.

The ultimate handbook for both new cooks and those hoping to expand their culinary skills, The Hungry Love Cookbook is peppered with culinary words of wisdom and indispensable aphrodisiac secrets. No other cookbook will make readers this hungry.

Skyhorse Publishing, along with our Good Books and Arcade imprints, is proud to publish a broad range of cookbooks, including books on juicing, grilling, baking, frying, home brewing and winemaking, slow cookers, and cast iron cooking. We’ve been successful with books on gluten-free cooking, vegetarian and vegan cooking, paleo, raw foods, and more. Our list includes French cooking, Swedish cooking, Austrian and German cooking, Cajun cooking, as well as books on jerky, canning and preserving, peanut butter, meatballs, oil and vinegar, bone broth, and more. While not every title we publish becomes a New York Times bestseller or a national bestseller, we are committed to books on subjects that are sometimes overlooked and to authors whose work might not otherwise find a home.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherSkyhorse
Release dateJan 26, 2016
ISBN9781632208873
The Hungry Love Cookbook: 30 Steamy Stories, 120 Mouthwatering Recipes

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    The Hungry Love Cookbook - Cindy Silvert

    THE TRAIN IN SPAIN

    He caught her eye in the ticket line. After two glorious weeks in Spain, she had thought she was immune to drop-dead gorgeous. Apparently not. Heather had brushed up on her Spanish for just such an occasion, but her knees turned to goo, her tongue went AWOL, and all she could remember was the Dora the Explorer jingle, which she decided to keep to herself. The best she could do was to oh-so-casually flash her seat number as she passed him by. Was it too obvious? Did he even notice? She boarded the train, settled into an empty car, and tried to breathe.

    Not a minute later, Santiago stepped in. He pulled down the shades bearing that cocky European prepare-for-pleasure smile. She smiled right back at him, fully prepared for every sinful minute of it, her wild European adventure about to begin.

    It’s now or never, she thought.

    Heather’s mother had warned her about the men and the trains and traveling alone, but she was more than eager to experience the country and the natives. Right now. Heather could practically feel his hot tan skin, his full lips on hers.

    The crisp sound of a zipper jolted her back to reality. Heather gasped at his audacity and could hardly wait to tell her friends, until she realized it was only his backpack. Quickly regaining her composure, she watched as he unloaded a cornucopia of delicacies, care of his mother.

    The first thing she tasted was the Smoked Salmon Corkscrews with Black Olives, Dates, Basil, and Gruyere. Those tiny explosions of flavor would be a party-starting sensation back home, of this she was sure. The bold hues of his Wild Rice reminded her of the Miros she had hoped to see in Barcelona were it not for the hangover that rendered bright lights, crowds, and anything remotely cultural too much to bear. Its less-colorful foil, a Celery Root Salad packed such an unexpected punch that she swore off boring old Waldorf for eternity. He then pulled out a platter from who knows where, of Shiitake Croquettes—still warm and crispy! He fed her slowly, and she devoured every bite of it. Santiago looked pleased but not surprised. This was hardly his first rodeo.

    The train came to an abrupt halt as he was unwrapping a small package. He whispered something into her ear as the train’s momentum pressed her into his arms all too briefly. Within seconds, he grabbed his bag and bolted out the door. What did he say? What did it mean? Heather felt empty, robbed of something that was never really hers until she noticed the basket he had left behind. Señor Sexy was gone for good, but Nonni’s Cranberry Nut Biscotti weren’t.

    Two stops later, a fellow American took over where Santiago had left off. Heather and John downed her leftover biscotti with his cheap Sangria. They kept the blinds down as their eager bodies did what they had traveled all the way to Europe to do, majestic Pyrenees be damned. Heather and John traveled together until their money ran out and it was time to trade in their secret summer identities for grad school and such. On anniversaries, they would take a road trip with a tin of biscotti and a bottle of Sangria in tow. The cookies were never as good as the ones he had in Spain, but Heather was, so John let it slide.

    MENU

    Smoked Salmon Corkscrews with Black Olives, Dates, Basil, and Gruyere

    Wild Rice

    Celery Root Salad

    Shiitake Croquettes

    Cranberry Nut Biscotti

    SMOKED SALMON CORKSCREWS WITH BLACK OLIVES, DATES, BASIL, AND GRUYERE (SERVES 6)

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    WILD RICE (SERVES 8)

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    CELERY ROOT SALAD (SERVES 4)

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    SHIITAKE CROQUETTES (SERVES 6)

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    CRANBERRY NUT BISCOTTI (SERVES 10)

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    TANTRIC TROPICS

    The sun’s rays danced upon his beautiful bronze skin. He was the first human she had laid eyes on in a very long time and, clearly, a keeper. He sprinted toward her with the grace of a jaguar as she tossed about the rolling surf. Tiffany inhaled, practically tasted his piña colada sweat as he scooped her out of the sapphire sea. She found solace in his steely six-pack as he carried her to the safety of a shady palm.

    The last thing Tiffany remembered was a crack of lightning slicing the colossal mast in half, dooming her once-majestic ship to its dreadful descent. Without a moment to spare, she jumped in the nearest lifeboat, Dior nightie and all, and pushed off into the churning abyss.

    Tiffany wasn’t entirely distraught, for on the morrow she was to marry Captain Alistair McDougal, who, as it turned out, was a bit of a drip. Justifiably conflicted and regretting not grabbing a snack, Tiffany contemplated the likelihood of sharks, pirates, and cannibals until the deadly duo of sun and sea consumed her. She slipped in and out of a state of delirium for what seemed an eternity.

    He was down by the shore when she came to. Tiffany could have run, but every female fiber in her body told her to stay put. He had left a coconut shell full of tempting tropical treats by her hammock. Tiffany smiled. She had luxuriated on a symphony of that very same fruit her last night on the ship. The captain had insisted she top off her meal with Chef Andre’s so-called Tantric Tropical. The contrived misnomer of so civilized a dessert had amused her to no end. She imagined that this sun-kissed male on his fairy-tale island would amuse her no less. Given the choice, Tiffany preferred the latter, though she had enjoyed a second marvelous helping of that pretentious dessert. The island’s natural bounty would never compare to the sophistication of a Brown Butter Pecan Fleur with Crème Anglaise, Exotic Fruit Confit, and Brie, but it had its charms.

    Tiffany learned to collect water on banana fronds and weave the cutest little outfits out of tortoise shell and seaweed. He would fish and hunt by day while she collected leaves and berries from the island’s tropical tangle. At dusk, after grilling his daily catch, they made wild island love on the cool, soft sand. There was no one to judge her and her breezy paramour, no one to comment on their age gap or her outdated hairdo. Her chaste courtship with the captain had hardly prepared her for this, but Tiffany caught on fairly quickly. With each passing moon, she cared less for the spoken word—they seemed to be getting along quite well without it. From time to time, she yearned for a proper rising agent and a cookbook, but for the most part, she followed no recipe at all. Good ingredients are all you need, really, and Tiffany had lots of him.

    MENU

    Very Berry Goat Cheese Salad
    Sweet & Spicy Salmon
    Tantric Tropical: Brown Butter Pecan Fleur with Crème Anglaise, Exotic Fruit Confit, and Brie

    VERY BERRY GOAT CHEESE SALAD (SERVES 4)

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