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“A simple roast duck, with an orange sauce, might be a good way to start," he said. "The secret is to prick the skin in a thousand places, place it in a moderate oven for an hour, bring it out, let it stand for the fat to run off, then baste it, put it back in a hot oven to crisp the skin." "Is this how you are serving it tonight?" "No, that would be an insult to my talent," he said. "I serve the traditional magret de canard. The breast of the duck cooked in its own fat until the skin is crisp, and then I shall serve it with figs and balsamic vinegar and local honey.”

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Book:Above the Bay of Angels
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Above the Bay of Angels

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Rhys Bowen
Rhys Bowen

Rhys Bowen (born September 24, 1941) is a British-American author known for historical mystery and suspense novels. Born in England, she later moved to the United States. Her works, including the Molly Murphy Mysteries and the Royal Spyness series, blend British heritage with American perspectives. Bowen began writing in the 1990s and has published numerous bestsellers. She has won awards like the Agatha and Anthony Awards. Her books are translated into multiple languages, reaching a global audience. Bowen excels at integrating historical events with gripping plots, offering immersive reading experiences. more

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