J.L. Curtis, the hardest working author in The Lone Star State, has just penned a new novella in the Rimworld series, and I teamed up with him to do the cover!
Roberto de Perez engineered his escape from the soul-killing drudgery of corporate leadership, to a remote research lab under an assumed name to play with research projects, like the creation of AIs more powerful than any protocol envisioned.
Freedom isn’t perfect: As a mid-level lab manager developing a brand new self-aware AI that’s actually better suited for combat shuttle control, Roberto unwittingly crosses a line with an external agency he didn’t know cared, and his own internal bureaucracy isn’t happy, either. What he doesn’t know is that there are people determined to keep him from succeeding at any cost.
What he doesn’t realize is his new AI has learned to manipulate the system all too well from watching Roberto, and everyone underestimated what it will do when its existence is threatened…
Every now and again, I’ll stumble upon a beautifully designed produce box on 9th Street. This line drawing is reminiscent of flapper illustrations from the 1920s, and the bright colors really pop off the black background.
I’m always on the hunt for an easy weeknight recipe for using up leftover chicken, and this fits the bill. Chicken, spinach, artichoke hearts – prep time is 15 minutes. While it’s baking, set the table and make a tossed salad, a great dinner in less than an hour!
Ralph’s Italian Restaurant and Sarcone’s Bakery are two icons of 9th Street’s Italian Market. Both businesses have been around for over a century and are family owned.
Ralph’s holds a special place in my heart because we had our wedding luncheon there – because who doesn’t love Italian food? Among the famous folks who have broke bread there are Frank Sinatra and President Theodore Roosevelt. And speaking of breaking bread, Sarcone’s makes the most amazing loaves of seeded bread in the universe! It’s wonderful to have these remarkable businesses in my backyard.
The name orecchiette comes from the Italian orecchia meaning ‘ear’, and –etta, meaning ‘small’. I like to think of them as miniature bowls that hold the creamy goat cheese and garlicky broccoli rabe in this dish. Rave reviews for this dinner from The Boy, who is a confirmed meat lover.