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“Kai and I head back into the kitchen, where the platters and trays are set up. Grilled vegetable skewers with a lemon dressing. Beef tenderloin, roasted medium rare, sliced thin, with a grainy mustard sauce. Orzo salad with spinach, red onion, and feta. Filled cucumbers and pickled carrots. White beans with sage. Saffron risotto with artichokes and chicken. Mini pavlovas and poached pears and poppy-seed cookies.”

“Kai enlisted the help of some culinary students for prep work and serving, and pulled out all the stops for this party, skipping the sit-down dinner in favor of endless little nibbles, sort of like tapas or a wonderful tasting menu. Champagne laced with Pineau des Charentes, a light cognac with hints of apple that essentially puts a velvet smoking jacket around the dry sparkling wine. Perfect scallops, crispy on the outside, succulent and sweet within, with a vanilla aioli. Tiny two-bite Kobe sliders on little pretzel rolls with caramelized onions, horseradish cream, and melted fontina. Seared tuna in a spicy soy glaze, ingenious one-bite caprese salads made by hollowing out cherry tomatoes, dropping some olive oil and balsamic vinegar inside, and stuffing with a mozzarella ball wrapped in fresh basil. Espresso cups of chunky roasted tomato soup with grilled cheese croutons. The food is delicious and never-ending, supplemented with little bowls of nuts, olives, raw veggies, and homemade potato chips with lemon and rosemary.”

“Kai had won his argument with the bacon, but I conceded only to a monastic crumble of extracrispy bits, as underdone bacon would have violated every personal code I maintained. I forced him to make his own frosting and to include a maple accent, and the bacon/maple combo could only be used on half of the batch. The others, all mine, turned out beautifully and as previously discussed with Manda: strawberry-raspberry cakes with a light and airy lime frosting. I would garnish with a single perfect raspberry right before the party.”

“Kai’s kids had great manners and were fairly quiet. Athos was smart, ambitious, and determined. Will’s children never fought him on anything. They did what they were told the first time he asked. My kids… But I stopped the thought in its tracks, remembering Ivar helping his mom make pancakes this morning. My kids could be really sweet, actually, couldn’t they? Gunnar was so good about helping with spills, so his mom wouldn’t slip. Fane helped her pick out books at the store for Dag and Octavia, describing the pictures and story, so she knew what to buy.”

“Kai se aclaró la garganta y murmuró: —No tienes ni idea de cómo bailar, ¿verdad? Cinder fijó la vista en él, con la mente aún confundida. —Soy una mecánica. Él alzó las cejas, bromista. —Créeme: me di cuenta. ¿Esas manchas en los guantes que te di son de grasa? Mortificada, ella vio sus dedos entrelazados y las manchas negras en los guantes de seda blanca. Antes de que pudiera ofrecer una disculpa, sintió cómo la empujaba con gentileza y la hacía girara bajo su brazo. Se quedó sin aliento. Por un momento se sintió ligera como una mariposa, antes de tropezar con el pequeño pie robótico y caer de nuevo en sus brazos. Kai sonrió y la hizo recuperar la distancia, sin burlarse.”

“Kai slices the cake, his version of the banana cake I have always talked about. He has made a vanilla sponge cake, soaked in vanilla simple syrup, and layered with sliced fresh bananas and custard. There is a central layer of dark chocolate ganache with bits of crispy pecans and toffee, and the whole thing is covered in chocolate buttercream, with extravagant curls of chocolate and chocolate-dipped banana slices piled in the middle. I accept a thin slice, savoring the flavors, both of the cake, and of simple joy.”

“Kaia darling, Willaim said, nearly leaping over a stand of beef jerky in his haste to reach her. Are you here to fight the strippers who just enjoyed hours of my company? Hardly, she said, tossing her glorious mane of hair over her shoulder with a single flip of her wrist. I'm here to thank them for keeping you occupied. Please tell me they're still with you.”

“Kaia tossed Strider a shut-your-mouth frown before bouncing in her seat. "Do I get to help? Can I? You may not know this, but I'm very handy with a blade of any kind, a hacksaw, a whip, a-" "Hey! Someone went through my bag," William said. "So?" Kaia continued, as if William hadn't spoken. "Whatever the weapon, I'm good with it." He would not be impressed. "We won't be using weapons. We'll be smashing jugulars." "Oh, oh! We can play Who Can Smash More!" "No, we can't because you can't help," Stider said at the same time William blurted out, "I'd be disappointed if you didn't help.”

“Kaida's attorney suggested a quit claim deed as the best vehicle for transferring Gail’s home into Kaida's name with a limiting clause for a life estate for Gail. The single page was drafted on his computer. When Gail asked Kaida why her beneficiary deed and her will were not sufficient, Kaida told her the new “trust” was more complete. It ensured that Grant and Paige would finally inherit her property at the end of Kaida’s life. It would also substantially help her build Kaida’s credit back from the bankruptcy to have her name on the deed. Gail certainly loved Kaida and her grandchildren. Gail trusted Kaida’s promise to care for her in her old age, and she believed their funds had become hopelessly co-mingled, so that sitting in the attorney’s office that day, she finally agreed to sign the trust document with a “joint tenancy life estate” on her property. It felt like a business transaction. It was only right to incentivize Kaida for her promise to care for her in her old age.”

“Kaikkein vähiten ymmärsin, mitä on vapaus ja miten se saavutetaan. Luulin että riittää kun avaa jotain, irtautuu jostain, vaikka tosiasiassa – kuten hyvin tiedät – vapaus on osinko joka kertyy luomakunnan lakien herpaantumattomasta tottelemisesta ja hallitsemisesta. Konserttipianistin ankarasti koulitut sormet ovat vapaammat kuin musiikinrakastajan orjuutettu sydän voi koskaan olla. Tämä varmaankin selittää, miksi suuret taiteilijat ovat niin usein kammottavia, pettymyksen tuottavia ihmisiä. Elämä suo harvoin kylliksi aikaa ja mahdollisuuksia olla vapaa useammalla kuin yhdellä tavalla.”

“KAILASA - the Good God Country. Hinduism has something great to offer. Hindu God: Paramashiva is good. We love Him not just because He gives what we want but because He is good. He has so much to offer to the world that makes the best nation. Hindu God has life positive, all inclusive, good spiritual, social, political and moral principles. Hindu principles are guaranteed solutions for all the major problems of humanity. Because Hinduism has the best to offer to the world, KAILASA, standing tall since 1994 for the grand narrative of Hinduism - is the good God’s country. Founder of KAILASA : Paramashiva , and His 1008th Incarnation; The Supreme Pontiff of Hinduism, Jagatguru Mahasannidhanam, His Holiness Bhagavan Nithyananda Paramashivam is the reviver of KAILASA -the enlightened civilization, the greatest Hindu Nation. Building a nation is not a project accomplished overnight or by virtue of hope. KAILASA is a manifestation of 26 years of sincere hard work , sacrifices, integrity of the Supreme Pontiff of Hinduism, Jagatguru Mahasannidhanam, His Divine Holiness Bhagavan Nithyananda Paramashivam and the hindu diaspora worldwide the past 26 years for the enlightenment of humanity. For More On Similar Topics Check out ----> 'KAILASA's Office of SPH JGM Nithyananda Paramashivam - OSPH' on FACEBOOK”

“Kainat Calling (The Sonnet) I'll take your leave now, Kainat is calling - Ain't gonna stay amidst your narrowness no more. You conquered moon, you'll conquer mars, yet what's the point, when your heart is still beastly sore! Break your sleep, o drowsy doofus, Wake up to the auspicious joyville! Where love and light are supreme law, Wake up to that valley of joy and zeal! Everyday is Christmas there, Everyday is Ramadan and Juneteenth. Stay in your archaic muck if you like, I gotta go now, Kainat calling!”

“Kaisy kahoon ke mery liay kya ho tum? Khwahish hoty tu mit jaty, Zaroorat hoty tu poori ho jaty, Aadat hoty tu badal jaty, Majboori hoty, khatam ho jaty, Waqt hoty ager tu guzar jaty, Jo nishan hoty, kahin tu mil jaty. Tu kya ho, aakhir ho kya tum? Saasain kahoon, khwaab kahoon, Faasla kahoon ke sairaab kahoon? Khushi kahoon, gham kahoon, Apna kal kahoon ya haal hoon? Umeed kahoon, ehsaas kahoon, Tumhain jeet kahoon ke haar kahoon? Sakoon kahoon, afat kahoon, Masti kahoon ya firaak kahoon? Sooraj kahoon, parinda kahoon, Hoor kahoon ke khaak kahoon? Khudai kahoon, Khuda kahoon, Apni khudi kahoon ya alfaaz kahoon? Ke jo kahoon, kam hi kam hi kahoon, Keh ke bhi kuch na khas kahoon!! Phir kaisy kahoon ke mery liay kya ho tum? Haan, yeh sab tu nhi ho tum. Par meray liay tu mery sab ho tum. Meray tab ho tum, Meray ab ho tum. Kya keh doon ke meray rab ho tum? Meray kufriya sawaalon ka jawab ho tum. Tu tum ho, ke nahi ho tum?”

“Kaitlin said, "I'm so sick of that 'Greatest Generation' crap. We finally drove a silver nail through the heart of Generation X, only to have this new monster rear its head. And I'm soooooo sick of Tom Hanks looking earnest all the time. They should make a Tom Hanks movie where Tom kills off Greatest Generation figureheads one by one." Bree arrived on cue: "And then he starts killing other generations. He becomes this supernova of hate--all he wants to do is destroy." "Hate clings to him like a rich, lathery shampoo. His lungs secrete it like anthrax foam." Mom lost it. "Stop it! All of you! Tom Hanks is a fine actor who would never hurt anybody. At least not onscreen." I thought, 'Hey, didn't Tom Hanks mow down half of Chicago in "Road to Perdition?"' Well, whatever.”

“Kaitlyn's bread was still hot coming out of the oven; it emitted the most heavenly steam as she sliced into the golden crust. "The liver!" she called. Kel and I swarmed her, schmearing slices of toasted bread with the chopped chicken liver made with schmaltz---chicken fat---spicy and smoky with paprika and za'atar, and sweet with blackened, almost burned caramelized onions. I topped it with fried leeks and some microgreens.”