Manresa Cookbook

Many of the dishes described in Duck Blood Soup were actually prepared at Manresa restaurant in Los Gatos, California. Chef David Kinch is publishing a new cookbook, and while I don’t know if it will have any of the food I describe in our book, one can hope. You can find out more at
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Ozeanchori National Anthem

“Oh Ozeanchor! Our ancestral home, May you forever be encircled by the smell of glory! With the Sangre’s gifts, The S’reph’s sight, The Human’s skills, The Giant’s might, With sword or book, On wing or foot, Will protect our homes and rights, WILL PROTECT OUR HOMES AND RIGHTS.” The giant’s roaring finale rattled the prison wagon. Petrev shook his head as Private Apso made another futile attempt to silence Din by banging a pan against the bars. Read more at
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Chapter 12 start

Chapter 12 “DRAGONFLIES!” It was the one word that brought dread to heart of every farmer in Eizenfeng. ‘Dragonfly’ would have been bad enough, but his wife Regle had yelled ‘Dragonflies’. She knew the important distinction between the two words. One of the six-inch creatures might only destroy a few plants, but when their numbers grew they became far more destructive. A couple of dozen could destroy a whole farm — barn, house and all. A swarm could destroy a small town. Garimet looked out of the kitchen window. He couldn’t see how many dragonflies there were, but with...
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Chapter 9 Lightning briefly lit the pitch black sky and trailing thunder masked the screams for just a moment. The glow of distant fires reflected off of the low clouds and revealed the nearby smoldering ruins. The stench of death and destruction filled the air. Jeunelux instinctively knew that she was both here and not here; that she was a part of, but distant from the scene around her. Smoke and rain mercifully hid the full extent of the devastation. Jeunelux found herself walking along a strange river bank. Across the river’s black water she could just make out...
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“For someone who loathes humans, you sure waste a lot of time trying to understand them.” Kruk didn’t bother to look up from the tiny book. “It’s because I study them that I despise them. Have you ever read their literature? Volumes dedicated to violence, deception, and adultery. They write about emotions that they have no hope of ever understanding. Their history books are full of weak attempts to simultaneously justify self preservation and self destruction. It’s mind boggling. Besides, it’s no different than you and your spiders.” “It’s completely different,” Lren said. “Spiders serve a purpose. They’re worth...
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Putting My Foodie Hobby To Use

Some people find the title Duck Blood Soup a bit umm, unusual. We’ve even had a review say “the title of this is a bit ‘off-putting'” but follow that up with “Don’t let that slow you down, the title makes sense after you get into this #8221; Whenever I talk to someone from a different culture, the conversation invariably turns to food. I like to think that people can set aside their differences and enjoy good, unique food. Ages ago I met someone from eastern Europe who mentioned that she used to eat duck blood soup. I’m sure my...
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Engineering with Magic

This is a guest post we wrote for another site: Engineering Magic – Frank Hofer of The Brothers Hofer with edits helpfully provided by James When my brother Jim suggested that we write a fantasy novel, I agreed to work with him under the condition that we didn’t write “sword and sorcery.” I wanted a society with a late 18th or early 19th century level of technology with a blending of science, engineering, and magic. As we started building the world for our story, we took time to define the rules; the physical laws by which our world would...
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