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Saturday+Doughnuts=♥

by Candice Smith on September 28th, 2013
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One of my favorite things to do on Saturday mornings is to get up early and go for a run (“early” can be anywhere from 4-11 a.m., mainly dependent on the night before). I will often try to convince someone to go with me on their bike, and if I am successful, I will send that someone to Daylight Donuts, which I conveniently run past with two miles left to go.

Recently, my tastes have run classic (no cronut for me, thanks): blueberry or strawberry cake, or maybe a maple glazed. I seem to remember that, in the past, Daylight has made a strawberry cake doughnut with chocolate icing, but I’ve yet to see it again and I would really like to.

Other doughnut facts relevant to me:

Doughnuts of my childhood: We were a Donutland family, and I have fond memories of my father bringing home that brown and orange striped box, full of all those wonderful doughnut colors and smells…all for me??!! Erm, not exactly.

Sweetest doughnut memory: My grandfather explaining to me why they were called ‘doughnut holes.’ I was not the sharpest knife in the drawer, you know?

Best doughnut: Chicago, 4 a.m., hadn’t eaten in about 10 hours, had just spent two hours after a concert getting from Wrigley Field to downtown via train and walking…and there was wonderful Dunkin’ Donuts, and there was a wonderful woman taking a tray of wonderful cake doughnuts with vanilla icing and sprinkles (I love sprinkles!) right out of the oven. It was wonderful.

Doughnut fantasy: Me. A maple glazed, chocolate drizzled, toasted almond and coconut sprinkled doughnut. Half of it eaten straight up, half of it taken to Yotopia where I work some magic into the red velvet cake froyo.

Doughnuts are the kind of treat that I don’t want to make. They seem tricky, and I think they sometimes involve very hot oil.  However, for those of you who are so inclined, you can check out a doughnut cookbook or two and give it a go! It seems like something that, if you pull it off, has a bit of a ‘wow!’ factor and makes everyone really happy — like fancy cupcakes, but for breakfast!

And tell me–what’s your favorite doughnut?

What books are on your nightstand?

by Candice Smith on September 21st, 2013
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Or, as in my case, on your kitchen table?

In many magazines, such as People or Vanity Fair, there is often a column where famous people are asked what they are reading. Sometimes their answers are something you might expect (Kyle Richards is reading the Fifty Shades trilogy, okay), sometimes they’re a little surprising (Trisha Yearwood read Team of Rivals? did she finish it?), and sometimes a little dubious (Leann Rimes reads?).

Let’s be honest, though…if I were randomly asked what book(s) I am reading right now, chances are I wouldn’t have a stellar, wow-inducing response. I’m often reading a mystery, or only halfway through a couple books, or slogging through something that is a couple years old and it might have a bit of dust on the cover. Right now, I’m reading The Bookman’s Tale. It’s good, I’m almost done. But, the picture below tells the real story: those books have been on my table for a few months, I haven’t opened at least one of them, and I’m not even showing you the books on my nightstand, or the books I have on my desk at work. So many books, so little time. And flat surfaces.

So, reader, what is on your nightstand or table??

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Riddle of the Labyrinth

by Candice Smith on September 16th, 2013
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Margalit Fox’s book is about the decipherment of the Linear B alphabet, and the language it recorded. It’s about the work that goes into things like determining if a written system is a syllabary or a pictographic one, and whether a language has inflections at the ends of its words or not. Doesn’t sound very exciting on the face of it, and I’ll admit that I–lover of history and archaeology–tend to get a bit glassy-eyed at the idea of linguistic anthropology. However, the subject of linguistics always reminds me of a little story that a professor of mine once told that aptly demonstrates the importance of understanding the nuts and bolts of how a language works. While documenting the native Mayan language of Quiche, she learned that you could not simply remove the equivalent of ‘to do’ from a sentence with an action, like we might in our own speech…the example she used was “Fanta be tobili ke” which means “Fanta is doing the cooking.” Compare this to “Fanta tobili ke” which meant “Fanta is cooking.” Literally.

This is serious stuff.

This book is also serious, and it is incredibly interesting. There were some parts that delved into the intricacies of grammar and language that were hard for me to follow, but overall it felt somewhat similar to a lot of the fiction books I enjoy reading. There is an ancient mystery that has been waiting years to be solved–a system of writing that bears little resemblance to other systems, and for which nobody knows what language it corresponds to. How do you even begin to decipher it, when you don’t know what the symbols represent, or what they sound like?? There are three very unique people involved in the story of Linear B, and their lives are full of adventure, struggle and, ultimately, a good dose of sadness. There is a lot of guesswork, detection, and puzzle solving that happens, and the end result is a bit surprising but satisfying. For a work about such a specific and detailed area of study, this book is a really quick read, and the people involved are quite deserving of the attention.

Lost by S.J. Bolton

by Candice Smith on August 16th, 2013

A great beach read!

Ms. Bolton has done it again, crafting an atmospheric thriller that is smart and has its share of suspense and a couple twists, without resorting to an incredulous out-of-the-blue ending. Lost is moody and dark, featuring a killer who is seemingly whisking young boys right from their homes or schools, leaving them days later somewhere near the Thames, with their throats cut and all their blood drained. Detectives are at a loss to find a link between them, social media is blowing the case out of control, and the killer is starting to taunt both the police and possible victims.

While I wouldn’t exactly call her books a series, this one does feature Detectives Lacey Flint and Mark Joesbury, who are in previous works of hers, and includes a cameo by psychotherapist Evi Oliver, who is also in a couple other books. They don’t feel like a series, though, because the characters are still being developed in every book, and the cases and mysteries being solved are so unique and original that every title of hers stands solidly on its own ground. Bolton’s books are a bit gritty and dark, the cases are modern, realistic and unsettling, and the characters flawed and sometimes struggling in ways that readers can relate. Real thrillers for real readers…I’m already looking forward to the next title!

Dan Brown’s Inferno

by Candice Smith on July 5th, 2013
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Dan Brown’s new novel Inferno came out recently, and I’m not (too) embarrassed to admit that I was looking forward to reading it. It seemed like a good summer read, and I liked his previous novels well enough. So, it’s with a little disappointment that I have to say that this just didn’t quite do it for me. There is nothing really wrong with this book, it just didn’t seem to have the momentum that I’d come to expect. I think one reason for this might be that, this time around, Brown has concocted his own mysterious riddle to move the story along. Several of his previous books (The Da Vinci Code, The Lost Symbol, Angels & Demons) had as their backbone an established conspiracy (Jesus’ bloodline, the Masons, the Illuminati) that Brown is able to draw upon and build the action around. Inferno has mystery and murder and good guys racing to uncover a secret to beat the bad guys, but it all seems a little less intricate.

Still, you’ll learn a lot about Dante and his life, about the environs of Florence, Italy and some art, and a bit about infectious diseases. If you like Brown’s previous books and the character of Robert Langdon, this book won’t disappoint. For the record, though, I figured out where the riddle was leading way before Langdon did.

The books you need, when you need them.

by Candice Smith on June 14th, 2013
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Did you know that, if you’re bottle-feeding a kitten, you have to burp it? Or that you might need to perform a little magic maneuver with the wet end of a towel to coax said kitten into going potty? I didn’t either, but I do now.

I never thought I would need to know these things, but suddenly last week there was a 3-week-old kitten in my house, and he was very hungry. Of course, I was able to look things up online and find some quick help, but I still wanted a book. A lot of what I was finding was from forums, and while that was good and helpful, I also wanted information that wasn’t so anecdotal. Lucky for me, the Library has many books on kittens in general, and also this little gem: Hand Raising the Orphaned Kitten. Absolutely perfect.

This is just one of those instances where you need something that is very specific and maybe a little unusual, and the Library has that exact thing. Found a baby squirrel? No problem. Your old VW broke down? Fix it. Want to know if that weed your child ate in the backyard is bad for him? Get here quick (and maybe plant something that he can eat)!!

Yes, the Internet is easy and full of information. Sometimes, though, the information you need is important enough that you want a thorough, research-backed book by a knowledgeable author. When that’s the case, the chances are good that the Library will have just what you need.

And…does anyone have any good cat names?

Mystery! Science fiction!

by Candice Smith on May 11th, 2013
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I wanted to do a quick update on what I’ve been reading…I realized that the most recent titles I posted about were nonfiction, and I didn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea about me suddenly having switched to the dark side. No, I’m still firmly rooted in the world of fiction, happily delving into some good ol’ fashioned pleasure reading (dedicated readers of nonfiction, please take no offense…I have nothing against it,  I’m just generally more of a murder and mystery type of gal. This says more about me than it does about nonfiction.).

I’m just a few chapters into Stuart MacBride’s Birthdays for the Dead, a gritty little tale of a serial killer who has abducted 12 young girls who are 12 years old. With each girl, he waits one year after the abduction, then starts sending the parents photographs that document the torture and eventual death of their child–one photo each year. Investigators are just beginning to find the bodies of some of the victims of the ‘Birthday Killer’ when a 13th girl goes missing. Even more harrowing is that one of the investigators, Det. Constable Ash Harrison, has a daughter who went missing years ago; he has already received five pictures from the Birthday Killer, but Harrison continues to tell people that she ran away so that he can stay on the case. Each time a body is found, his tension is palpable as he prays–begs–for it not to be his daughter. There’s a small amount of relief provided by the new forensic psychologist Harrison has been partnered with; Alice McDonald is young and has keen insight, but is also a bit neurotic and has some odd issues to deal with. Overall, though, this is a proper Scottish thriller, violent and a bit grimy, with some dark humor thrown in.

As for the science fiction, I’m not reading but watching…I’m a bit of a latecomer, but I’ve just gotten into the Dr. Who series that began in 2005. I know!! I’ve had many people tell me to watch it, and so now I am, and it’s far better than what I imagined. Having grown up in the 70s and 80s, watching a few episodes from the original series, I was totally hesitant to watch it again. Then I saw Torchwood (SO good!) and made the commitment. I’m only a couple episodes in, and am very happy I have more than 80 to go.

It is written in the stars

by Candice Smith on May 3rd, 2013
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I’ve often thought that, if there was an area of knowledge that I could suddenly gain understanding and excel in, it would be physics and astronomy.

This goes back a bit, to the days when I was fascinated with the planets. When I was 8 or so, I received a book about the beings that inhabit different planets. As it turns out, this book was fiction. I didn’t realize that, and was amazed and delighted that the book gave me numerical call signs to actually make contact with the planets–yes, really!! I spent many hours in my room, on the floor facing the window, with my walkie-talkie in hand, patiently tapping out (in Morse code, of course) these call signs. Hours. To no avail. No matter, though, I moved on…I had a period of fascination with Mars, and ordered as many books from the Weekly Reader as I could get my hands on. Then movies about space and aliens and time travel and the future. Books about string theory (started, rarely finished) and the cosmos. Pictures from the Hubble.

As it currently stands, I have a really hard time grasping some (most) of the basic principles, but I am still fascinated by it all. Is the universe expanding? What happened before the Big Bang? What is at the bottom/on the other side of a black hole (a thing we know exists not because we see it, but by the disappearance of everything else around it, that is crazy!)? Do all points in time really exist at the same time, all the time, and if so, can I somehow go back to the 23-year-old me and say ‘hey, maybe don’t take in 8 cats’? And most importantly, the question that comes to my mind whenever I read something about some distant star, why are we just now seeing the light from something that happened millions of years ago, and does the thing even exist anymore?? I don’t understand Einstein’s theories, I can’t really visualize multiple dimensions, and light years are mind-boggling. I just can’t.

Imagine my pleasure upon discovering The Universe: an illustrated history of astronomy. Pictures! Concise explanations! A fold-out timeline! 100 brief and interesting tidbits about astronomy explained for someone like me. If you’re like me, and you desperately want to ponder the mysterious stars and expanse of space and matter, but just can’t quite manage it on your own, you’ll want this book. Or, if you’re a little more advanced than I, but want something beautiful and very interesting to read, you just might want it as well.

The Books That Mattered

by Candice Smith on April 24th, 2013
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One could argue, in a very wide sense, that all books matter. Or rather, the idea of books and what they are, what they mean, makes them all matter. You know? In a real sense, though, not all of them matter as much as others, both objectively and subjectively. I won’t go into details about that, though (no need to thank me, fans of  Nicholas Sparks).

Frye Gaillard has written a lovely book titled The Books That Mattered: A Reader’s Memoir. He speaks of books that have had a profound effect on him and his life, for reasons too numerous and important to go into here; his explanations are wonderful little stories in themselves, and convey the meanings and relations of these books to him in a way I cannot. Sometimes the book itself, and the story it contains, is the essence; other times, it’s a moment or part of his life that has some connection to a book that makes it indelible in his memory. Each chapter tells you something about Mr. Gaillard, something about the books he’s read, and something about the importance of books in general, and in the lives of the people who read them.

One wonderful thing about a book like this is it prompts me to recall the books in my own reading history that have mattered most; I imagine that many of us would do the same. I could never be as eloquent in my explanation of why those books matter, but here are a few titles that come immediately to my mind:

The Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson, because it was the first book I can recall reading that had a main character who dies, and I distinctly remember crying when I got to that part…I was shocked and saddened, and surprised (disappointed? hurt?)  to read a book that seemed very, very real.

The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton, because it was so cool, so unlike my own life, and it was even better than the movie that I loved so much. I wrote several book reports on this book, re-reading it every year, and I’d be a little mortified to go back and read them. Also–this book encouraged me to read Robert Frost, and I’d like to think that Ms. Hinton is responsible for others doing the same thing.

Atonement by Ian McEwan…I think I’ve mentioned this before, but my husband and I have had more than one major argument over this book, and it is simply–in my opinion–one of the best reminders of the power of the written word.

So, dear reader(s), please chime in with some of the books that have mattered most to you…

Blood Gospel by James Rollins and Rebecca Cantrell

by Candice Smith on February 8th, 2013
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I’m not your most high-minded of readers, but I do occasionally make the effort to take in something that offers just a little bit more; a book that elucidates some part of history I know little about, a book that helps me learn and improve something about myself, a book that provides reflection on the beauty of this world.

This is not that book. I’m totally okay with that. I’d read a review of it a while back that included the words far-fetched, religious, Vatican and pet cemetery, and it likened St. Peter to an action hero; I put a hold on that book before you could say sounds kinda like Dan Brown. There are times where I am really in the mood for something akin to his works, a book that has some basis in a wildly interesting past, and then just loads on the speculation and conspiracy and silly, too simplistic dialogue spoken by characters who, let’s admit it, totally under-react to the insane situations they find themselves in. This book does not disappoint!

In fact, it excels to some degree by really layering on the improbable elements. It’s not enough that an archaeologist (super pretty and hyper-intelligent, of course) is on the verge of finding something huge and heretofore undiscovered about King Herod; in the real world, that would be news enough. No, there also has to be an earthquake at Masada that destroys the ancient fortress and requires her attention, and there has to be a US military attache (super handsome and good-at-heart, of course) sent their to make sure the area is secure and the bodies removed, and they meet up. And there has to be a mysterious Roman Catholic priest. And a boy with cancer who might be healed by the noxious fumes escaping the ruins (they killed everyone else, of course). And a gospel written in blood by Jesus. Then it throws in some vampires, both good and bad. The lucky ones survive by drinking consecrated wine, which as those of you in-the-know of the wily ways of the Church will recall, means that it’s been turned into the blood of Christ though a miraculous process called ‘transubstantiation.’ This is a topic that monks and priests have pondered for centuries, religions have cleaved over it, lives have been lost by those who refused to believe in it…and what I love about this book is that it takes just about three paragraphs to introduce the concept, have people say ‘no way!’ and then say ‘well, I never would have guessed.’

And it’s great. If you’re in the mood for a wild story and a little bit of contentious history, this might be the book for you.