Hello and welcome to Romance Recipes! Every Thursday and Friday I will introduce you to a new author and a new recipe! Two of my favorite things! This week I am bringing you author, Bonnie Paulson, and her recipe for Zombie Hash along with an introduction to her Young Adult zombie romance, Barely Alive. Please join me in welcoming Bonnie and savor her recipe for Zombie Hash as you read about her new book!
Bonnie is offering a free ecopy (choice on format) of Barely Alive as well as a free ecopy of book #2 releasing in Late-September! So leave your EMAIL with your comment for a chance to win!!
Chopped Russet potatoes (peeled or not)
One pound ground burger – browned (we hunt so this is venison or elk, but turkey, chicken or cow is okay)
1/2 chopped white onion (We love Walla Walla Sweets)
Salt (To taste)
Pepper (to taste)
Mix the above in a frying pan and cook until the potatoes are soft and the onions are opaque. This tends to look slightly messy.
For a really great effect? Put ketchup on the plate – it’s delicious with the hash and looks like fake blood. I’ve never seen a zombie with real blood, so I’m assuming they like the fake ; )
In twelve weeks, seventeen-year-old Paul Ledger will be dead. At least he hopes so.
Paul is trapped in the worst cult the United States has ever seen. Infected with a zombie virus, symptoms culminate in a dead body but thriving mind over a course of twelve weeks. If he doesn’t earn the final death he longs for, he’ll be chained in a basement facility, moaning for human flesh for eternity.
Sent out to kidnap girls for food, toys, or whatever the boss wants, Paul nabs Heather McCain. He’s not a fan of humans as a general rule, but even his graying skin and insatiable hunger for her flesh don’t stop her from reaching out to him. Give him the second chance he doesn’t know he needs.
Overcome by his cravings, Paul bites her delectable skin. Amazingly, she doesn’t develop the zombie-like side effects. When the boss discovers Heather’s immunity, he gives Paul an ultimatum – deliver up Heather and her family to continue the research or watch as Paul’s brother suffers the zombie fate.
Paul has a chance to endure his short zombie existence knowing his brother is safe. But he’ll have to sacrifice Heather to do it.
I still had enough control I didn’t jump anything that moved.
Like people. Oh, man. And people smelled the best, too.
Flamingo. Hell, what did Dominic think we were going to win down there, casino jackpots? I licked the crumbs from my fingers, no longer amazed I barely tasted the crap I ate. Everything tasted like dust – unless it was meat. The sweet coppery taste of blood. Ah.
In the back room set up like a large bunkhouse, fourteen guys waited.
The first few weeks at the compound were always sun-filled with Dominic’s promises of gold, powers, and strength. Immortality. Overcoming the evils of the nation – of all the nations – became the fodder that fueled us. We’d rule America.
But once he infected you… me. I became a tool. I lost my “shiny, new toy” appeal to Dominic. He no longer catered to me or the other guys in my group. No more pictures of women, no more games or toys, no more anything… except food. That’s the one thing I couldn’t complain about. A twenty-four-hour buffet filled with treats and food I used to crave, but surprisingly sparse in the one thing I wanted. What all the guys wanted. But we didn’t have the balls to complain to him.
“Paul. Hey, when do we get to eat? I’m starving.” Steve, a red-headed sixteen year old, approached me. He was an inch or two shorter than me, but stocky and twitchy. I hated twitchy, reminded me of my brother. Who, while I hated for being human, I hated worse for being lost to me.
“Yeah, about that. Dominic said we can’t eat until after our mission this evening up on Flamingo.” I held up my hands but eyed the group as three of them stood, fingers balled at their sides. “I know you’re hungry. I do. But hang in there. We can eat tonight. I’m hungry too. I don’t get to eat until you do, okay?”
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Bonnie R. Paulson mixes her science and medical background with reality and possibilities to make even myths seem likely and give every romance the genetic strength to survive.
Thank you so much for having me here on Romance Recipes. I love this concept and the site is amazing! I love mixing food with reading – my two favorite pastimes.
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