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Friday Feast | Gwen's Welsh Buttered Leeks


Welcome to Friday Feast in the tavern!


My Christmas in July celebration concludes with a delicious recipe and a nod to Gwen Hywel from To Weave a Highland Tapestry. Since Gwen is a skilled weaver from Wales, I believe she’d enjoy my spin on these buttered leeks. Would she make them for Patrick MacFhearguis at Castle Leòmhann? Possibly. Though she’d be unable to find any Parmesan cheese in 13th century Scotland.


Let’s take a peek at Gwen and Patrick’s story…


Patrick’s eyes smoldered like fire. “Will ye heal me with a kiss?”


Her breathing became labored. “We’ve only just met. I don’t kiss strangers.”


Slowly, he brought her fingers to his lips, kissing each one. “I have told ye my name. What more do ye wish to ken?”


Gwen chuckled low. “I don’t even know your surname.”


Bringing her wrist to his mouth, he nipped along the vein, sending shards of pleasure up her arm and down her back. “MacFhearguis. Patrick MacFhearguis.”


Gwen swore her heart stopped beating. Lights danced in a tempest around her. “No,” she whispered.


He arched a dark brow. “Aye. ’Tis my name, lass.”


This time, Gwen yanked with all her might and was rewarded when he released his hold on her. All the pieces of her jumbled puzzle of insanity slipped into place with clarity. Her mind screamed at the impossibility. She refused to submit to the conclusion. He must be a different Patrick MacFhearguis. However, the further she fought the realization, the more everything became crystal clear.


Gwen required proof.


She fought to steady her nerves and clutched her hands to her chest. “What is the year?”


Patrick’s brow creased. “Are ye troubled, Gwen?”


“The year!” she demanded, pounding her fist into the palm of her hand.


A flicker of uncertainty reflected in his eyes. “Twelve hundred and nine.”


Hysterical laughter bubbled up inside her, and she squashed its release immediately. “How in the hell did I end up here?”


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And do not fear, the lovely Aine Fraser from Wishes Under a Highland Star will have a tempting fare to share with us in the tavern during the holidays.


Until next week, may you dream of sexy Highlanders!

 

Gwen’s Welsh Buttered Leeks


8 large leeks

1 stick salted butter

½ cup seasoned breadcrumbs (feel free to use plain)

½ teaspoon of thyme

2 tablespoons grated Parmesan cheese

Juice and zest of 1 lemon

Salt and pepper to taste


Bring a large pot of water to a boil.

Chop off tops and ends of leeks. Wash in cold water.

Add leeks to boiling water and cook for 12 minutes.

Drain and set aside.

In a pan, melt the butter and cook to a light brown.

Add the breadcrumbs, thyme, lemon juice and zest, and salt and pepper.

Cook until the breadcrumbs are slightly brown, and then toss in the Parmesan cheese.

Pour over the leeks and serve.


***Note*** Instead of boiling the leeks, feel free to grill them on the barbeque for another layer of flavor.


Sláinte mhath!

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