Sunday, November 19, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p23

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 323, chapter 323

Out of Time

Edric breathed in sharply as he rolled to one side before springing back to his feet, his back already healing from where he'd hit the stone floor. The theme music engulfed him as he turned snarling over his shoulder, the limp mohawk flaying from his forehead in slow motion as the once light mist became a heavy dense fog. He felt like a superstar as he raised his left hand to brush the dust from his right shoulder, winking at the shadowy figure.  The hybrid barely had to look at his hand, to know that there was a sword there suddenly, as he raised his arm pointing towards his enemy. Taking a step forward, Edric slashed the air and smog in front of him, the blood splattering across his face as Dagan's skull rolled across the floor to land at the feet of Ruthven. The dark haired human screamed as he threw his hands up in the air turning and running out the back door of the building, a cigar in each hand.

"Behind you!" Seward's voice was warning him in a warped slow motion of it's own, as Edric turned to face his next threat. Vlad stood there his face painted white with black exaggerated eye make-up, just as Edric raised his other hand, a large wooden stake at the ready. With one swift shove, he impaled yet another foe, as he smiled watching Vlad drop to his knees, the ends of his costumed cape up over his face, the smog encompassing them all.

Coughing, Edric threw himself across the room to where our heroine was. He landed centimeters next to her, his white shirt bellowing out as he did as if he was gliding on air. The large bubble that was holding her prisoner gleamed as he pierced it with both the sword and the stake, watching it shatter like candy glass to the floor, the sound of windchimes suddenly overpowering his theme music that seemed to vibrate from the very core of the walls.  Dropping his weapons, Edric caught our heroine with one movement before she could fall. Her dress the colour of pale lavender as it seemed to float as with a life all it's own.

"Oh Edric!" she sighed as she fainted in his strong arms, one hand to her forehead. "I thought I'd be stuck in that bubble forever!"  He lifted her as if she were nothing leaning in for a kiss, as she brought her hand up between their lips, interrupting it.  Edric closed his blue eyes drawing his eyebrows together in puzzlement as he felt the slap across first his face, then his shoulder. Our heroine's voice fading into the distance, only to be replaced by Seward's.

"Dude. Buddy. Edric wake up."   The sandy-blonde hybrid snorted as he opened his eyes, bringing his hands up to cover them from the harsh glare of the sun. He watched the shadows of pink from between his fingers as Seward continued to open the blinds, allowing the afternoon sunlight to puddle around the bed and spotlight the human from behind.  "I let you sleep as long as I could, but we've got to get back to working on this."  he said holding up something flat in his hand.

"It's hopeless." the hybrid mumbled as he covered his elbow over his face, hiding his eyes, wanting to return to his dream. "There's nothing for us to do until Nosferatu gets back."

"Lest she's coming back. I told you she would." the dark haired human continued to stand in the middle of the bedroom.

"Actually, we don't know that she is." Edric huffed as he rolled out of the large bed. He had stretched out in the master bedroom, unwilling to allow Vlad or Arthur the chance to desecrate the memory of his friend's grandfather.  Though, he hated to admit, he was doing just that himself by sleeping in his bed. "She said she'd try to get back to us. There was no guarantee." he shook his head. "No guarantee." he stammered on the sentence.

"You are such a buzzkill." Seward replied shaking his head in disbelief. "Granted, anything can go wrong, but so much could go right too."

"Uh, evil covens, angry gods, and my mate is missing. How can anything go right?" Edric sighed in frustration.

"I haven't quite figured that part out yet, but I'm not giving up." Seward said as he stomped across the room waving the pieces of note paper as he did. "And technically she's not missing anymore. She's just off in another realm of reality with the members of her former pack." he said as he disappeared down the hallway.

"Rub it in some more I don't think you added enough salt to that wound."

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Let's face it, everyone wants to be someone's hero)

Saturday, November 18, 2017

Food'n Flix Nov 2017

Spudguns! it's that time of the month again where I tell you about the group's movie selection and what it inspired me to do.  This month's Foodn'Flix selection was the 1987 film Planes Trains and Automobiles, starring Steve Martin and John Candy. and it was hosted by Amy over at Amy's Cooking Adventures. 

Plot: When an advertising executive is late because of a meeting, his travel plans for the holidays become messed up. By missing a single cab, he gets thrown on this wild road trip with a complete stranger who sells shower curtains. The two of them use any and all means necessary to find a way home for the long weekend. Along the way, they discover what "home" really means.

Okay, so this was a tv edit.  I have to admit, even though I've seen this a few times over the last 30 years and everyone around me likes it, it's never been a favourite. (sister loves it, parents loved it, two ex boyfriends loved it.) So paying attention to the food in it was an interesting adventure for me. And as much as I love movies by both Steve Martin and Canadian icon John Candy, the two of them as a duo just never gelled for me personally.

Notes: "bacon" (Kevin Bacon is in the opening scene) "candy" (John Candy stars) hot dogs, milk, pasta with meatballs, apples, beer, oranges, coffee, pop, life savers, tea, slurppee, pigs, cracker jacks, cereal, toast, pie, grapefruit, hashbrowns, turkey, syrup, jam, English muffins, strawberries, ketchup, mustard, pizza, pancakes, cookies, steak, salad, milkshake, fries, burgers, chocolate, ambrosia salad, cranberries, rolls, melon, alcohol, chips, stuffing, cheese.

As Canadian Thanksgiving was back in early October, I was not in any mood to do a Thanksgiving dinner. My original idea was to make candied bacon; but once again, being vegetarian, that was not practical. I've always been intrigued with the fact cranberry sauce seems to be a massive thing in other areas, but not in the area I live. So I knew I wanted to make something with cranberries. What I ended up with, was a cranberry figgy duff and sauce.  This is a boiled pudding done in a draw string bag.


half a loaf of stale bread
1 Tablespoon melted butter
1/4 c sugar
1/2 c dried cranberries
1/4 teaspoon nutmeg
1/2 Tablespoon cinnamon
1 c flour
splash of orange juice
a plain white draw string bag or something similar.

Soak the bread in water for about 45 minutes, squeeze out as much of the liquid as possible.

Add the rest of the ingredients, mix together,

spoon into the pudding bag, and boil for about 2 hours.


1/2 c dried cranberries
1/2 c orange juice
Tablespoon butter
Tablespoon and a half of brown sugar
2 teaspoon cornstarch

simmer on low heat for about 10 minutes, until the sauce is thick.

What I love about this is that it can be served as a side dish; in which case you would forgo the sweet sauce and serve it with a brown gravy instead. But here I chose to serve it as a dessert with the sweeter cranberry sauce.

That's about all I've got for you today, but don't forget, the group will be back next month with another movie selection. Next month, we're watching Clueless and it's being hosted by Heather over at All Roads Lead to the Kitchen.

Sunday, November 5, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p22

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 322, chapter 322

Rolf's Kingdom

"Finn tells me we need to visit the hermit dude near the mountains." our heroine said too casually to Reuben. She stood in the doorway of his bedroom, waiting to see if he was going to invite her in. The dark haired lycanthrope said nothing as he looked up at her from the floor where he was doing crunches; naked except for a pair of shorts. Carefully, the female banshee stepped over the threshold. Closing the door behind her, she sat down on Reuben's bed, listening to the sharp sounds of his breathing as he continued. "So, tell me about the new boyfriend?"

"What makes you think I have a new boyfriend?" he asked as he stopped, letting the magick mist circle his chest, leaving a black t-shirt in it's wake. He combed his fingers through first his long hair then over his beard as he crouched on his heels before pouncing onto the bed, sitting cross-legged beside her. Our heroine grabbed his wrist sniffing.

"Cause I can smell him everywhere." she lowered her face to gaze at him from under her eyelashes teasingly. "He's here, and here, and here." her nose trailed up the male's arm over his muscular shoulder to his neck. "Here you are." she giggled lifting Reuben's arm sniffing his armpit. Her tongue darted out for a brief second across his skin. "You're happy. I can't remember you ever really being happy."

"And I plan on staying that way, which is why I'm not telling you anything about him." the wolf said nodding to himself.  Our heroine made a grunting sound once again teasingly, before poking at her friend's shoulder.

"He's not part of the castle staff. His scent is only in here and very very faint in the hallway here outside your door." she poked his arm again, as Reuben twitched."Why can I touch you? The magickal mating barrier should have had us both knocked out cold."

"I'm not sure I want to know." Reuben remarked letting out a huff, his cheeks puffing slightly as he did.

"Anyways, I just wanted to tell you that we're leaving the castle. This should put enough distance between us and you furballs before the full moon."

"Why you so worried? You've got a mate, makes you immune." Reuben said pulling his dark hair back into his too smooth to be human ponytail.

"Too much could go horribly wrong." she gestured towards the door. "Has the oldest..."


"Has the oldest come into his wolfiness yet? " she asked looking at the now reclining male as he leaned back on his elbows. He shook his head no. "You really want a full moon ritual triggering his werewolf side? I mean the kid's what eight..."

"Eleven. Your son is eleven."

"Not my son. He's Loki's son. I was just the doorway he shoved his way through."  it was her turn to let out a huff of frustration, as she turned looking out the window. "Let's not forget that Rolf might not realize...if he's as out of it as you guys say he is..."  Reuben sat up like a bolt of lightening as he got her meaning. "He hasn't seen Anezka in decades. He thinks she's living her life as a human."

"This whole mess he's in is because he bartered with a god to save his sister the heartbreak of being a werewolf." Reuben's voice dropped to nearly inaudible.

"And I wouldn't suffer anyone with Maxwell." our heroine said dismissingly.

"Good point." he nodded towards her. "You know where you're going?" he stood towering over her.

"To the hermit dude in the mountains." she said with a snarky tone. "I was going to ask Harker to go with us."

"He'll never survive the climb. I'll come."

"Uh...what part of we don't want to be caught near any male werewolves during the full moon did you not understand?"

"It'll be fine. And if I get too paws on, you have permission to break my neck. It will at lest give you a few hours safety."

"Or you know I can just drug you with fairy dust."

"Even better." the dark haired male said guiding her out the bedroom door.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Every good story needs a hermit dude in the mountains)

Thursday, November 2, 2017

october FoodnFlix round Up

Spudguns! October is over, and it's time for the round up for Food n'Flix. I got to host this last round, and my selection was the 2016 remake of Ghostbusters.  (announcement here)

First was Debbie at Eliots Eats with her smoked baloney
It was inspired by the scene where Patty mentions "it smells like regrets and fried bologna"
Then Camilla over at Culinary Adventures with Camilla made two cocktails with her Slimmer Slippers   This was inspired by the beloved character of Slimer.

Next up, fried rice from Amy at Amy's Cooking Adventures  She was inspired by all the Chinese food seen throughout the film.

From there we have Kelley at Simply Inspired with a rice crispy treat pizza  Their inspiration came from not just the remake, but the franchise, as the logo went into their design.

Amber from Reviews Chews and How To's gave us a Slimmer Pistachio Salad  She pulled her inspiration from a combo of marshmallows and the ever present ectoplasm, that at times becomes a character all it's own.

Deb at Kahakai Kitchen made us a vegan wonton soup  Her inspiration came straight from the line "a reasonable wonton to broth ratio", as it's a running gag throughout the film that no matter how often the gang order in, the order is never right. 

Wendy at A Day in the Life on the Farm gave us a Hot and Sour Soup    Once again, the running soup gag became the inspiration for the meal. 

Ali at Fix Me a Little Lunch made Ecto Eclairs  The slime, once again became the center of attention and inspired her to make these lovely green temptations.  

Caroline over at Caroline Makes, gave us a S-lime and Coconut cake  Getting into the Hallowe'en spirit, she was inspired by Slimer as well.

Heather at All Roads Lead To The Kitchen gave us a Hot and Sour Soup  She was inspired by the character of Kevin, so pretty yet so unaware he's in over his head; his fishtank, and the once again running soup gag.  
And  I gave you my vegetarian Heavy Metal Hot Dog casserole. I was inspired by the heavy metal concert, and the many references of hot dogs.

Don't forget you can join in every month, and November's selection is Planes Trains and Automobiles, and being hosted by Amy at Amy's Cooking Adventures. 

Till next time...

Monday, October 30, 2017

Coffee talk October 30th 2017

Spudguns! How are you all today? Just thought I'd take a small break from writing the next few installments of The Nosferatu Adventures. Small coffee break, on this lovely overcast +2C day here where I am, on the day before Hallowe'en.

Yes, I know few of you have been looking for my usual Hallowe'en week posts; and I know I said back few months ago I was already working on them. But, time and resources got the better of me, and they're just not finished. Which is why I didn't have anything to offer this year. Boo, I suck I know; not treats for me.  However, it got me thinking about how we tackle the holiday. This was reinforced by a comic thingie I saw yesterday on facebook, that had Cinderella's fairy god mother telling her that at midnight her life gets turned into a pumpkin and xmas takes over.  I found myself nodding and then grumbling about the fact xmas stuff has been in stores here since before Thanksgiving. (Canadian Thanksgiving is early October for those outside of Canada)  And then sort of mumbling about how for some of us Hallowe'en is everyday.

This is also the point in the season where I decide if I'm going to attempt another round of the one movie a day for the year challenge, or just go with a random blogging year. As this blog's anniversary is only a couple weeks away.   Given the first year of the challenge was successful but the other few attempts have not been, I decided not to attempt another movie a day this year.

With that said, I'll be back on Nov 2nd with the Food n'Flix round-up.  Submission deadline is tonight Monday October 30th2017.

This coming Sunday, I should have the next installment of The Nosferatu Adventures up. 

Till then...Happy Hallowe'en!

Sunday, October 22, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p21

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 321, chapter 321

Rolf's Kingdom

"Can we talk? I think we need to talk? Don't you feel we should talk?" Maxwell said as he gestured between himself and our heroine. He stood at the end of the hallway, waiting for her. Sighing under her breath, the banshee moved down the hallway past him. "Hey! Don't walk away from me." the older shapeshifter said reaching for her arm. He felt the back of his head crack before everything went black, as he slammed into the wall, the magick barrier throwing him across the floor like an echoed nuclear blast.

"Huh. Interesting." our heroine said to herself as she glanced at Reuben out of the corner of her eye. He was standing once again in Harker's bedroom making sounds of disgust as he bent picking up the discarded trenchcoat.

"What's interesting is that you've been here all of twenty minutes and already you've left a path of destruction. What's next, a bloody trail of entrails across the castle floor?" Harker commented from the next doorway. Our heroine's face softened as she let her gaze caress the younger Frankenstein male.  She hesitated on her toes wanting desperately to hug him but unsure if he'd be tossed into oblivion too? The 45 year old pirate reached out gingerly to embrace her, fully certain that the fact he was still human would be his safe guard.  He was wrong. A few centimeters from her, he felt the push of the invisible barrier, his arms hovering there blending with the awkwardness of their attraction to each other after all these years. "I understand you're not with my brother anymore." he whispered clearing his throat.

"I'm not."

"Is Dagan alright? I haven't heard from him in months."  Harker's voice was as soft as a breeze.  Our heroine shook her head blinking, before shrugging; Harker's hands still an inch away from her.

"I would suppose he is. I didn't hang with him much before Bacchus kidnapped me." the auburn haired female dropped her own voice to match his before running her fingers through the air, not quite on the edges of Harker's hair. Age had caught up to him in little ways. The laugh lines around his eyes deeper, permanent. The once thick dark hair now a new texture that was softer, and nearly all salt and pepper. There would have been no room for the grey streaks the Frankenstein curse leaves at the temples had there been the opportunity to give them.

"What?" he asked bending at the knees to stare into her hazel eyes.

"If only I'd met you first."

"Well, if you had, you wouldn't have become a banshee."  the human gave Nosferatu a weak smile before bringing his hand back up to his own chin. "You can't tell me you would have changed that part of things for the world?"

"No. You're right there." she agreed.  Harker closed his eyes bringing his hand up to his forehead, wincing in pain.

"I'll be right there." his voice was solid but calm.

"Be right where?" our heroine asked confused.   Tilting his head then to the side, Harker's brown eyes were puzzled as he gestured towards the hallway.

"Um Damen just called out to me. You didn't hear that?"

"No." the banshee replied as she turned to follow him. "Does he do that often?"

"It's how he communicates. Both the boys actually. Damen at lest writes, William refuses to do anything normal." they continued down the hallway towards the main throne room. There they were greeted by a few of the people from the village. Damen was standing by the desk in the corner of the room, William sitting on the floor near the throne playing with a stack of cars and toys.

"Sir." the farmer stepped closer to them, his hands nervously held tight to his stomach. "I'm sorry to trouble you, but we feel the king needs to know what's going on." the human bowed his head nearly ashamed of himself. "The fields were raided again sir."

"Raided? Raided how?"  Harker asked moving towards the man, slapping his hand on the guy's shoulder. "Anything left?"

"They burned half the fields. There was nothing we could do, they came in the middle of the night." the man was on the edge of tears, his voice in a panic.

"We'll take care of it." he guided the man towards the doorway, stopping at the desk opening up one  of the drawers to expose a locked box. Nodding towards the man, he fished out a handful of loose coins handing them to him. "In the meantime, you'll need to be able to purchase new seeding."  The farmer thanked Harker his hands shaking as he took the gold coins. 

"You handled that well. You're good at this." our heroine commented as she crossed her arms under her chest, giving her boobs a boost.

"It's been happening off and on for the last year. We managed to cut them off on the west, but we're nearly defenseless from the docks."

"You were a pirate for years. You're telling me that the waterline is your weakness?"

"I'm telling you that because I was a pirate for years. There is nothing we can do on that defense."

"How did you handle the raiders from the west?" our heroine asked moving once again closer to him, dropping her voice instinctively.

"Well..." Harker shrugged pointing towards Reuben who was now entering the room. "He ate them."  they turned to look at the dark haired wolf as he strode into the center of the room.

"What? It's the only time I'm allowed to hunt anymore." he hooked a thumb in the direction of the kids.

"Understood." our heroine said nodding.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Ask yourself was Nosferatu unable to hear the kids telepathically because they didn't want her to or because she didn't want to?)

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

October 2017 FnF Randomness

Spudguns!  This would be my offering for this month's Food n'Flix, of which I'm hosting.  In case you forgot; I picked the remake of Ghostbusters. (here is my announcement )

I've talked about this movie in year 5 of the blog when it first came out, but the run down goes like this... (and made a Slimmer Soup inspired by the first two films {here})

Plot:  After Prof Abby Yates, learns that a book she'd co-written years before; that she thought had been destroyed ends up online for sale, she tracks down her former best friend Dr. Erin Gilbert in order to ask her to stop selling it. While there, Abby gets roped into joining Erin and her coworker Jillian Holtzmann as they investigate a local haunting. This leads to them being invited by Patty, a subway worker, into also investigating what she believes is a ghost, that has started to terrorize people on the subway system. Before long, the foursome are in need of a new office, a new secretary and new ride; as they begin to clean up the city's latest mess. The gang discover that a crazed fanboy, Rowan, a janitor for a local hotel; has been studying the same source material they have. Only, he's out to use the knowledge to open a portal between the living and the dead.

One of the things about this film I really dug, was that 90% of the effects were done practically in-camera. All the slime we see through out was actually cooked up in the props kitchen, the one scene at the opening which has a character is running up stairs that break away; which was done with pullies; a comical scene near the end of the film with the Stay Puff Marshmallow Man who has the ghostbusters trapped was done with them against glass. It's good to know that movies are starting to return to the "old ways" more and more. 

Notes: Chinese food, wonton soup, carrots, potato chips, toast (mentioned), cotton candy (mentioned), hard candy (seen on desk) beer, coffee, shrimp, water chestnuts, hot dogs, sugar, Vienna sausages (mentioned) pizza, pop, goat (mentioned) chicken (mentioned) salad, bologna (mentioned) sandwiches, wine, sushi, mustard, ketchup, fries, popcorn, hot pretzels, marshmallows, twinkie (sign in street) rum (sign in street) ice cream (mentioned), potatoes (mentioned) tomatoes (mentioned) steak, nachos, fruit plate, flap jacks (mentioned) walnuts (mentioned end credits)

One of my favourite lines in the film comes from Patty when they are at the heavy metal concert hunting the demon ghost. She shakes her head saying that the music is making the creature angry and "To Play Something Gentle!".  I decided to combine that line with the fact we see hot dogs a couple of times in the film, along with Patty mentioning that she has a cousin who will "work for Vienna Sausages", and of course one of the earlier scenes in the film when Holtzmann is eating potato chips during their first hunt.

I decided to make a "Heavy Metal Hot Dog Casserole"


half a package of pasta
1 can cheddar soup
4 Yves veggie dogs
onion chopped
chopped green pepper
half a package of shredded cheese (I used a nacho blend)
1/2 bag of nacho cheese flavoured chips

Boil your pasta one minute underdone, drain MOST of the liquid leaving about a tablespoon,

transfer to your casserole dish,

add the soup to your pasta and mix well

Cook your hot dogs to package instructions (in this case boiled for 3 minutes), then chop up into smaller pieces,

Layer hot dogs and green peppers and onions on top of pasta

Crumble nacho chips over top,

Add shredded cheese

Bake for 20 minutes at 250 degrees or until cheese has melted

This is the part where you say "oh my god! She actually made a casserole!!!!"  Yeah, I know I know, they have been few and far between.

I decided to go with the nacho flavour theme here, because veggie dogs are known for having zero taste to them. (unless you use a spicy veggie sausage) So I thought, instead of trying to "doctor up the dog" I'd just take the easier route, and pick a flavour profile that I know would work.  No guess work needed, just nacho cheese all around. And other than salting the pasta water, there is NO extra salt/pepper, as I find canned soups no matter what the flavour, to be very salt.

Don't forget to check back in a few weeks (I think I said the 2nd of November) to find out what the rest of the gang were inspired to make when I post the round up.  And also, if you want to join in with us next month, the selection will be Planes Trains and Automobiles  and hosted by Amy at Amy's Cooking Adventures