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Bewitched

My dear Trick-or-Treaters, I must share an extraordinary experience that occurred just last night, the 2nd of November (All Souls’ Day/Dia de los Muertos). I share because this will eventually concern you with the “food” you give your ears.

The Muse decided to crack open my skull and pour in a new melody last night. The first part of the melody came right out through my fingers without needing any adjusting. I couldn’t believe how smoothly everything glided out. Like ribbons of silky cream. Well, thicker. Like soft-serve.

I was astonished … and swept away … and grateful.

Of Maidens and Monsters

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Sigh. What a beautiful month it has been. Whenever October comes, I make a point to devour it as completely as I can. “Lick the plate clean” …

… like I do at one of my favorite restaurants, Zov’s (in Tustin on 17th, right off the 55). They have a calamari appetizer that sends my brain to far-off places. It’s not fried like most calamari dishes are. Rather, it comes swimming in this sauce. Oh, this sauce. Thanks to the mopping power of their chewy rolls, we send the dish back completely wiped clean and dry.

Recipe for “The Bread of Love” – You Knead This

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When the dark evenings begin to appear earlier, I often think of two mighty forces of nature: soup and bread.

Let’s focus on the latter.

What is it about fresh, hot bread right out of the oven that turns our brains into, well, soup?  And makes our hearts melt like the butter we slather on it?

Sugar and Spice and Puppy Dog Tails

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I can’t believe it was a year ago that I had finished recording my “A Broom With A View” CD and was waiting for its printing, to get ready for sale by September 21st.  It’s amazing to me how everything was finished in time for Halloween – tracking vocals, strings, keyboards, Jamie’s guitar and bass, Brian’s cello, Micah’s drums, Molly’s meows.

Free to Rock

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I realize my “Bloggy Monster” here reaches a worldwide audience, so to my dear Trick-or-Treaters in lands foreign to mine, I hope you’ll still enjoy reading as I take a moment to commemorate my nation’s independence day this past week. 

Jack o' My-Baby-I-Love-You-So-Much

I just ate a pumpkin cookie. Are pumpkin cookies ever out of season? The correct answer is “no.”

And I’m feeling the need to carve a jack o’ lantern. Are jack o’ lanterns ever out of season? The correct answer is “well, it depends on what you’re carving.”

Announcing Kristen's Trick-or-Treater Street Team

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I want to say thank you. THANK YOU, my dear, darling Trick-or-Treaters. I have received such nice emails from many of you, and I appreciate your kind words and your support.

Some of you have asked me how you can help spread the word of my Halloween Carols. I’m delighted and grateful! Because I’m my own record label – Vörswell Music – I need to sell pumpkin heaps of CDs (and/or get my songs licensed for TV or film … oooh la la!) before I can record my next CD.

So, I hereby announce to those interested:

Birthday Trifle and Other Feasty Treats

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As promised, I will commence this blog entry using effulgently descriptive language over the culinary matter of a trifle. No, not a trifling matter. A trifle. My special Birthday Trifle. Glorious, rich, heady, painfully delicious Birthday Trifle.

Dancing Skulls

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I’m currently cringing because I’m watching the Olympic women’s downhill skiing. Eeeeesh. It’s funny – I watch it, hoping to enjoy it … and I do … mostly … but ai yai yai, sometimes I just cringe and feel so sad for those who are bombing out.

Monster Eyes, NAMM, and Blood Beats

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I almost turned into a one-eyed Corpse Bride a few days ago. Well, at least it felt like that. But I have since learned that hydrogen peroxide will not melt one’s eyes out.

I woke up and was getting ready to go out for a run. I wasn’t completely awake, and while putting my contact lenses in, instead of reaching for the saline solution, I reached for the hydrogen peroxide cleaning solution. Once my left contact reached my eye, I knew immediately what I had done. And I heard a terrible sizzling sound.

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