Welcome to my Friday bonus feature called Karen’s Killer Fixin’s **Author Special**!! Today, in lieu of one of my own recipes, I’m going to introduce you to a new author who will share one of her favorite recipes. Not only will you and I occasionally learn how to make something new and delicious, but we’ll get a chance to check out some wonderful authors. Introducing author, JORDAN FORD, and her favorite recipe for FATHEAD PIZZA!!
FACE OF THE WAVE
Ryder Bay #3
BY JORDAN FORD
She was out cold. He was her lifeline. Will their unlikely connection survive the shocking truth?
Skylar’s memory fractured when she fell from the pier. After waking from a coma, the high school troublemaker has no clue if someone pushed her or she jumped. Surrounded by confusion, she discovers the kind voice that protected her unconscious moments belongs to a boy who’s nowhere near her type…
Jed watched over the elitist Skylar when nobody else seemed to care. As a chubby black kid from the wrong side of town, he’s completely shocked when the beautiful rich girl actually wants to spend time with him. But in a world where popularity is paramount, Jed’s feelings could get him in serious trouble.
As they sift through the wreckage of her fragmented memory, Skylar and Jed discover an undeniable attraction.
Will uncovering the truth of the past rip them apart or give their unlikely romance a fighting chance?
Face of the Wave is the third book in the captivating Ryder Bay YA contemporary romance series. If you like sand and surf, star-crossed lovers, and a dash of dark tension, then you’ll adore Jordan Ford’s compelling novel.
FACE OF THE WAVE
Ryder Bay #3
BY JORDAN FORD
Memories are Overrated
I’m too tired to feel anything else.
In the last nine days, I’ve been through so many emotions. It’s like boiling a pot of water until all that’s left is steam, and even that seems to have evaporated out of me.
Learning to be human again after nearly a month in a coma is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
I know the hospital staff are trying to help me, but it just feels mean when they’re forcing my jelly legs to walk, insisting (although they call it “encouraging”) that I take another step, that I push my aching body to the point of tears.
Maybe I don’t want to walk again!
I roll my eyes at my own bullshit.
I just wish it weren’t so hard. Everything that used to be second nature is now an effort. And my fuzzy brain makes me slow and stupid.
Dr. Green keeps going on about how quickly I’m recovering. Compared to other patients (apparently), I’m doing so well. The fact that I can hold cutlery, read aloud from a book, and write my name with such ease is huge. It doesn’t feel huge. It feels small and insignificant.
Rubbing my aching temples, I shut my eyes and rest my head back against the chair.
It’s nice to not be in bed for a while. After my torturous walk from the physical therapy room back here, they let me sit in the chair rather than lie back down.
Part of me wants to sleep, but I’ve been doing so much of that already.
Forcing my eyes open, I gaze around the room.
Loneliness swamps me.
Mom’s home taking a shower. Dad’s gone to talk to Uncle Luke, and Savannah’s who knows where. Craig hasn’t come by today, but for some weird reason that doesn’t bother me too much.
Although the way I’m feeling right now, I’d take anybody.
I need distracting.
I don’t want to sit here like some grandma with my walker at the end of the bed and nobody to talk to.
Tears smart my eyes, making my nose tingle and my throat swell.
I let out an irate huff and press a finger under my lashes. I never used to be a crier.
Stupid head wound.
I gingerly feel the scar on my forehead, wincing at how ugly it no doubt makes me look. Craig didn’t say anything when he was here yesterday, but he stared at it when our conversation dried up. It didn’t take long. I think he only stayed about twenty minutes, and I was almost relieved when he was gone.
What is wrong with me?
He’s my boyfriend!
He should be the one I want to see the most!
But being around him makes me feel uneasy.
I wish I understood why.
Mom and Dad told me what happened. That I fell off the pier and hit my head. Aidan saved my life. I cried when I thanked him, which made his eyes well with tears too. I think everyone in the whole damn room was crying when he leaned forward and hugged me.
I don’t get it.
What the hell was I doing down there?
And how did I fall off it?
I must have been off-my-ass drunk. I don’t want to say that to anyone, though. Like I’m going to admit to being an underage drinker. Even if everyone already knows I am.
I tried to ask Mom for more details the other night, but she doesn’t really know. Apparently, I left the house like I normally would. I didn’t say where I was going, and she didn’t question me. She was too busy rushing around getting ready to go out. Her eyes welled with tears, and she no doubt feels guilty for not being a better mother.
But from memory, she never used to question what I was up to. Mom and Dad lead busy lives. All three of us do. We don’t have time to stand around asking where everyone’s going. I’ve always been strong-willed and independent.
But the pier?
What the hell?
When I pushed her for more details, she got tense and went on about how Dr. Green said I shouldn’t stress myself out. I need time to recover, and the memories will come back. All I should be focusing on is learning to walk and live again.
But how can I truly live when this big, ugly blackness is brewing in my brain, blocking out the truth?
Is it that bad?
Is it that ugly?
My chest restricts, warning me that it is.
“What was I doing at the pier?” I whisper, closing my burning eyes to ward off another round of tears. My car was there, so I drove to the pier. Was I with someone? Meeting someone there?
The pier. It’s so not me.
I never go to the south end.
Letting out a shaky breath, I clench my fists. This is so confusing.
I want to know, but I don’t.
I want to get on with my life, but I’m scared.
Why would I be scared to go home? To pick up where I left off?
Jordan Ford is a huge fan of clean teen sports romance novels, and that’s what she loves to write as well! Filled with high school angst, mystery, danger and young love, these books offer a fun escape. Her new release, Face of the Wave (Ryder Bay #3), is out now. If you like surfing, beach culture, hot guys, and youthful passions, then you’re gonna love this new series! Get your FREE introduction to the series HERE: https://www.subscribepage.com/JF_NEW_signup
“Writing high school romances brings me the greatest joy. My heart bubbles, my insides zing, and I am at my happiest when immersed in a great scene with characters who have become real to me.”
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FATHEAD PIZZA – the #1 TOP KETO PIZZA
This is one of Jordan Ford’s favorite keto recipes. Source: http://www.dietdoctor.com
Here’s a link to the recipe: Fathead Pizza – the #1 Top Keto Pizza, with Video – Diet Doctor
- 6 oz. mozzarella cheese, shredded
- 2 tbsp cream cheese
- ¾ cup almond flour
1 tsp white wine vinegar
- 1 egg
- ½ tsp salt
- olive oil to grease your hands
- 8 oz. fresh italian sausage
- 1 tbsp butter
- ½ cup unsweetened tomato sauce
- ½ tsp dried oregano
- 4½ oz. mozzarella cheese, shredded
Preheat the oven to 400°F (200°C).
Heat mozzarella and cream cheese in a non-stick pan on medium heat or in a bowl in the microwave oven. Stir until they melt together. Add the other ingredients and mix well. Tip: use a hand mixer with dough hooks.
Moisten your hands with olive oil and flatten the dough on parchment paper, making a circle about 8 inches (20 cm) in diameter. You can also use a rolling pin to flatten the dough between two sheets of parchment paper.
Remove top parchment sheet (if used). Prick the crust with a fork (all over) and bake in the oven for 10–15 minutes until golden brown. Remove from the oven.
While the crust is baking, sautée the ground sausage meat in olive oil or butter.
Spread a thin layer of tomato sauce on the crust. Top the pizza with meat and plenty of cheese. Bake for 10–15 minutes or until the cheese has melted.
Sprinkle with oregano and enjoy!
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