1. 3 Jan


     

  2. 20 Nov


    The Outlander Kitchen Recipe Index - all your favourite Outlander Recipes in one place!

    The Outlander Kitchen Recipe Index - all your favourite Outlander Recipes in one place!

     

  3. 14 Nov


    Bangers & Mash with Crock Pot Onion Gravy from DIA from Outlander Kitchen.com - recipe

    Bangers & Mash with Crock Pot Onion Gravy from DIA from Outlander Kitchen.com - recipe

     

  4. 13 Nov


    Jenny’s Everyday Bread from An Echo in the Bone from OutlanderKitchen.com - recipe

    Jenny’s Everyday Bread from An Echo in the Bone from OutlanderKitchen.com - recipe

     

  5. 5 Nov


    Beef Consomme from DIA We had reached the second course without incident, and I was beginning to relax slightly, though my hand still had a tendency to tremble over the consommé. “How perfectly fascinating!”  I said, in response to a story of the younger Monsieur Duverney’s, to which I wasn’t listening, my ears being tuned for any suspicious noises abovestairs.  “Do tell me more.” I caught Magnus’s eye as he served the Comte St. Germain, seated across from me, and beamed congratulations at him as well as I could with a mouthful of fish.  Too well trained to smile in public, he inclined his head a respectful quarter-inch and went on with the service.  My hand went to the crystal at my neck, and I stroked it ostentatiously as the Comte, with no sign of perturbation on his saturnine features, dug into the trout with almonds. Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber (Chapter 18 – Rape in Paris) recipe…

    Beef Consomme from DIA

    We had reached the second course without incident, and I was beginning to relax slightly, though my hand still had a tendency to tremble over the consommé.

    “How perfectly fascinating!”  I said, in response to a story of the younger Monsieur Duverney’s, to which I wasn’t listening, my ears being tuned for any suspicious noises abovestairs.  “Do tell me more.”

    I caught Magnus’s eye as he served the Comte St. Germain, seated across from me, and beamed congratulations at him as well as I could with a mouthful of fish.  Too well trained to smile in public, he inclined his head a respectful quarter-inch and went on with the service.  My hand went to the crystal at my neck, and I stroked it ostentatiously as the Comte, with no sign of perturbation on his saturnine features, dug into the trout with almonds.

    Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber (Chapter 18 – Rape in Paris)

    recipe…

     

  6. 22 Oct


    The Comte St. Germain’s Poison “Drink, Monsieur,” said the King.  The dark eyes were hooded once more, showing nothing.  “Or are you afraid?” The Comte might have a number of things to his discredit, but cowardice wasn’t one of them.  His face was pale and set, but he met the King’s eyes squarely, with a slight smile. “No, Majesty,” he said. He took the cup from my hand and drained it, his eyes fixed on mine.  They stayed fixed, staring into my face, even as they glazed with the knowledge of death.  The White Lady may turn a man’s nature to good, or to destruction. The Comte’s body hit the floor, writhing, and a chorus of shouts and cries rose from the hooded watchers, drowning any sound he might have made.  His heels drummed briefly, silent on the flowered carpet; his body arched, then subsided into limpness.  The snake, thoroughly disgruntled, struggled free of the disordered folds of white satin and slithered rapidly away, heading for the sanctuary of Louis’s feet. All was pandemonium. Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber (Chapter 27 – An Audience with His Majesty)

    The Comte St. Germain’s Poison

    “Drink, Monsieur,” said the King.  The dark eyes were hooded once more, showing nothing.  “Or are you afraid?”

    The Comte might have a number of things to his discredit, but cowardice wasn’t one of them.  His face was pale and set, but he met the King’s eyes squarely, with a slight smile.

    “No, Majesty,” he said.

    He took the cup from my hand and drained it, his eyes fixed on mine.  They stayed fixed, staring into my face, even as they glazed with the knowledge of death.  The White Lady may turn a man’s nature to good, or to destruction.

    The Comte’s body hit the floor, writhing, and a chorus of shouts and cries rose from the hooded watchers, drowning any sound he might have made.  His heels drummed briefly, silent on the flowered carpet; his body arched, then subsided into limpness.  The snake, thoroughly disgruntled, struggled free of the disordered folds of white satin and slithered rapidly away, heading for the sanctuary of Louis’s feet.

    All was pandemonium.

    Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber (Chapter 27 – An Audience with His Majesty)

     

  7. 17 Sep


    Mamacita’s Sangria from Voyager “Have you ever drunk sangria, Mrs. Fraser?” I opened my mouth to say “Yes,” thought better of it, and said, “No, what is it?” Sangria had been a popular drink in the 1960s, and I had had it many times at faculty parties and hospital social events.  But for now, I was sure that it was unknown in England and Scotland; Mrs. Fraser of Edinburgh would never have heard of sangria. “A mixture of red wine and the juices of orange and lemon,” Lawrence Stern was explaining.  “Mulled with spices, and served hot or cold, depending on the weather.  A most comforting and healthful beverage, is it not, Fogden?” Diana Gabaldon, Voyager (Chapter 50 – I Meet a Priest) Read more and find the recipe here.

    Mamacita’s Sangria from Voyager

    “Have you ever drunk sangria, Mrs. Fraser?”

    I opened my mouth to say “Yes,” thought better of it, and said, “No, what is it?” Sangria had been a popular drink in the 1960s, and I had had it many times at faculty parties and hospital social events.  But for now, I was sure that it was unknown in England and Scotland; Mrs. Fraser of Edinburgh would never have heard of sangria.

    “A mixture of red wine and the juices of orange and lemon,” Lawrence Stern was explaining.  “Mulled with spices, and served hot or cold, depending on the weather.  A most comforting and healthful beverage, is it not, Fogden?”

    Diana Gabaldon, Voyager (Chapter 50 – I Meet a Priest)

    Read more and find the recipe here.

     

  8. 10 Sep


    Battlefield Blackberry Jam from The Fiery Cross Jamie and the Governor, shaken out of their nose to nose confrontation, had also retired to the shadows; I could see them, two stiff shadows, one tall and one shorter, standing close together.  The element of danger had gone out of their tête-a-tête, though; I could see Jamie’s head bent slightly toward Tryon’s shadow, listening. “… brought food,” Phoebe Sherston was telling me, her round face pink with excited self-importance.  “Fresh bread, and butter, and some blackberry jam and cold chicken and…” “Food!”  I said, abruptly reminded of the parcel I held under my arm.  “Do pardon me!” I gave her a quick, bright smile, and ducked away, leaving her open-mouthed in front of the tent. Diana Gabaldon, The Fiery Cross (Chapter 72 – Tinder and Char) Read more and get the recipe here.

    Battlefield Blackberry Jam from The Fiery Cross

    Jamie and the Governor, shaken out of their nose to nose confrontation, had also retired to the shadows; I could see them, two stiff shadows, one tall and one shorter, standing close together.  The element of danger had gone out of their tête-a-tête, though; I could see Jamie’s head bent slightly toward Tryon’s shadow, listening.

    “… brought food,” Phoebe Sherston was telling me, her round face pink with excited self-importance.  “Fresh bread, and butter, and some blackberry jam and cold chicken and…”

    “Food!”  I said, abruptly reminded of the parcel I held under my arm.  “Do pardon me!” I gave her a quick, bright smile, and ducked away, leaving her open-mouthed in front of the tent.

    Diana Gabaldon, The Fiery Cross (Chapter 72 – Tinder and Char)

    Read more and get the recipe here.

     

  9. 8 Sep


    New Recipe up on Monday!  Any guesses?

    New Recipe up on Monday!  Any guesses?

     

  10. 5 Sep


    Bangers & Mash with Crock Pot Onion Gravy from DIA “Where the hell have you been?” I demanded. He took time to kiss me before replying.  His face was cold against mine, and his lips tasted faintly and pleasantly of whisky. “Mm, sausage for supper?” he said approvingly, sniffing at my hair, which smelled of kitchen smoke.  “Good, I’m fair starved.” “Bangers and mash,” I said.  “Where have you been?” He laughed, shaking out his plaid to get the blown snow off.  “Bangers and mash?  That’s food, is it?” “Sausages with mashed potatoes,” I translated. “A nice traditional English dish, hitherto unknown in the benighted reaches of Scotland.  Now, you bloody Scot, where in hell have you been for the last two days?  Jenny and I were worried!” Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber (Chapter 33 – Thy Brother’s Keeper) Read more and find the recipe here.

    Bangers & Mash with Crock Pot Onion Gravy from DIA

    “Where the hell have you been?” I demanded.

    He took time to kiss me before replying.  His face was cold against mine, and his lips tasted faintly and pleasantly of whisky.

    “Mm, sausage for supper?” he said approvingly, sniffing at my hair, which smelled of kitchen smoke.  “Good, I’m fair starved.”

    “Bangers and mash,” I said.  “Where have you been?”

    He laughed, shaking out his plaid to get the blown snow off.  “Bangers and mash?  That’s food, is it?”

    “Sausages with mashed potatoes,” I translated. “A nice traditional English dish, hitherto unknown in the benighted reaches of Scotland.  Now, you bloody Scot, where in hell have you been for the last two days?  Jenny and I were worried!”

    Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber (Chapter 33 – Thy Brother’s Keeper)

    Read more and find the recipe here.