Second Only To Sex Dessert

Second Only To Sex Dessert

Ingredients:
1 stick butter
1 cup flour
1 cup chopped pecans
8 oz cream cheese, softened
1 large container whipped cream topping
1 can cherry OR blueberry pie filling
One 3-oz vanilla instant pudding mix

Directions:
Mix and pat into 9 by 13” pan: butter, flour and pecans. Bake at 350° F for 20 minutes
and cool. Blend cream cheese and ½ cup whipped cream topping. Spread on cooled
cookie base. Cover with pie filling. Mix one 3-oz package vanilla instant pudding
according to package directions.Spread carefully over pie filling. Top with remainder of
the large container of whipped cream topping. Sprinkle top with chopped pecans.
Author’s Bio:
Judith Lynn lives outside Oslo, Norway, with her husband and three children,
two cats and a dog. Raised ranching in Western South Dakota, Judith loves the outdoors.
She enjoys architecture, roaming through ruins, history, reading and gardening. She
hopes her stories introduce readers to the richness of Norwegian history beyond the
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Viking Age. LOVE THY ENEMY () and (1-58200-620-2) is
Judith’s first novel. To find out more about the turbulent marriage of Tora and Magnus,
visit her website at:
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BLACKBERRY CRISP
Setting the Scene:
In COMING HOME, Ann Josephson’s most recent novel from Kensington
Publishing Company, Jared and Althea enjoy the beauty of a north Georgia mountainside
one afternoon as they look for sweet, juicy blackberries. Jared, especially, enjoys
remembering simpler times when he picked berries for his mother years earlier. Even the
bramble’s evil thorns can’t diminish his pleasure in the picking—or later in the eating.
Excerpt from Coming Home:
As eager as a kid, he grabbed a berry-laden cane and reached for the biggest ripe
blackberry.
“Ouch, damn it.” He’d forgotten about the thorns. “Watch out, sweetheart. These
things stick.”
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She dropped a handful of berries into her container, then reached carefully for
more. “I know.”
“Mom used to send me blackberry picking. I’d forgotten how scratched up I got.
Somehow it made the berries sweeter.” He picked a berry, plopped it into his mouth, and
savored the tart-sweet taste.
She laughed. “You won’t have any to take home if you keep eating them, my
mom used to say. Ow.”
When she stepped back, Jared noticed a cane had attached itself to one leg of her
thin slacks. “Hold on, I’ll get it loose.”
It was more easily said than done. Every time Jared got one thorn untangled,
another managed to embed itself in Althea’s pants leg. Finally he freed her, but not
before she suffered several more sharp pricks.
Blackberry Crisp