MeKenzie Barber Redux is the story of a reunion of McKenzie Barber (an acquired consulting firm) and Robson Barber (the acquiring firm.) It has been five years following the 1992 merger vote held at the Boca Mirage Club. The merger resulted in capsized careers for many McKenzie Barber Partners and advancements for a select few. John Grunwaldyt, the protagonist, has been a casualty. Since the merger he has been in the Litigation "Penalty Box" flopped in the backwaters of the merged firm's Chemical Industries Practice, left his wife and moved in with a lady named Amanda, a media communications consultant, and his career is in limbo short of vesting in the firm's retirement plan. One of the youngest partner admissions in the history of the firm at age 28, his golden boy career, appears to have landed in a permanent ditch. He is summoned to the office of Dr. Gilbert Ranglinger, Vice Chairman-Human Resources for Robson Barber for an early morning meeting. Dr.Ranglinger's nickname in the corridors of Robson Barber is "Dr. Death". Grunwaldyt assumes he has been summoned to commence termination discussions. Instead Dr. Death proposes that Grunwaldyt organize a Reunion for the McKenzie Barber Partners. He is given the choice, organize the reunion or begin termination discussions. Jon Grunwaldyt begins an odyssey that confronts his past, faces the options of a cloudy future, and leads to a confrontation in the final fork in his career road, a McKenzie Barber Alumni Reunion at the resort hotel called Boca Mirage.

Rajah's Follies marks his eleventh novel. Previous books by Mr. Foster include The Shattered Covenants series, a seven novel cycle narrating the formation, rise, decline, and fall of a major management consulting firm, New York Folks, a novel describing a shareholder fight in a closely held corporation, The Woman Who Ran Away, a mystery set in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania, and McKenzie Barber Redux, a story of a Reunion of the proud partners of a merged consulting firm.

Foreword by Piers Paul Read For centuries, historians and novelists have portrayed the Knights Templar as avaricious and power-hungry villains. Who were these medieval monastic knights, whose exploits were the stuff of legend even in their own day? Were these elite crusaders corrupted by their conquests, which amassed them such power and wealth as to become the envy of kings? Indignant at the discrepancies between the fantasies, on which "writers on history of every kind and hue have indulged themselves without restraint", and the available evidence, RTgine Pernoud draws a different portrait of these Christian warriors. From their origins as defenders of pilgrims to the Holy Land to their dramatic finish as heretics burned at the stake, Pernoud offers a concise but thorough account of the Templars' contribution to Christendom.

Holistic nutritionist and highly-regarded blogger Sarah Britton presents a refreshing, straight-forward approach to balancing mind, body, and spirit through a diet made up of whole foods. Sarah Britton's approach to plant-based cuisine is about satisfaction--foods that satiate on a physical, emotional, and spiritual level. Based on her knowledge of nutrition and her love of cooking, Sarah Britton crafts recipes made from organic vegetables, fruits, whole grains, beans, lentils, nuts, and seeds. She explains how a diet based on whole foods allows the body to regulate itself, eliminating the need to count calories. My New Roots draws on the enormous appeal of Sarah Britton's blog, which strikes the perfect balance between healthy and delicious food. She is a "whole food lover," a cook who makes simple accessible plant-based meals that are a pleasure to eat and a joy to make. This book takes its cues from the rhythms of the earth, showcasing 100 seasonal recipes. Sarah simmers thinly sliced celery root until it mimics pasta for Butternut Squash Lasagna, and whips up easy raw chocolate to make homemade chocolate-nut butter candy cups. Her recipes are not about sacrifice, deprivation, or labels--they are about enjoying delicious food that's also good for you.

Her employers are the high priests of Las Vegas and she is their handmaiden. Her job is to lead the lambs to the sacrifice, to keep them happy at the tables, where her partners slaughter the suckers. She longs to be free of the entertainers rubbing elbows with thugs at the craps tables, the divorcées hocking their jewels next to all-night marriage chapels, and the little white balls bouncing along the roulette wheels twenty-four hours a day. But no matter how hard she tries to escape her past, she's fated to be caught for ever backstage in the sick glitter of the infamous strip with nothing but sand and neon and money, money, everywhere.

First in the series from an Edgar Award–winning author of “stylish, well-told suspense novels enlivened with a dash of wit” (The New York Times). Philip St. Ives is the kind of man who can convince a vice cop and a paroled mobster to sit down to a hand of poker. Once he was a reporter with a daily column, a fat Rolodex, and a reputation for indifference to criminal behavior. Now he is a go-between, a professional mediator between thieves and the people they rip off. For arranging the recovery of a stolen necklace, painting, or child, St. Ives takes ten percent of the ransom. His work takes him across the globe, but more importantly, it pays his alimony. An African warrior’s shield has come to Washington, where a gang of art-minded burglars pluck it from the museum. They demand $250,000 for the return of the priceless artifact, and request that St. Ives make the hand-off. But when he goes to deliver the cash, he finds himself playing a more deadly game than five-card draw.

Martin Parr is a key figure in the world of photography and contemporary art. Some accuse him of cruelty, but many more appreciate the wit and irony with which he tackles such subjects as bad taste, food, the tourist, shopping and the foibles of the British. Parr has been collecting postcards for 20 years, and here is the cream of his collection - his boring postcards. With no introduction or commentary of any kind, Parr's boring postcards are reproduced straight. They are exactly what they say they are, namely boring picture postcards showing boring photographs of boring places, presumably for boring people to buy to send to their boring friends. All of them are shot in Britain, taking us on a boring tour of its motorways, ring roads, traffic interchanges, bus stations, pedestrian precincts, factories, housing estates, airports, caravan sites, convalescent homes and shopping centres. Some attempt to idealize their subjects, only to fail dismally. Others lack any apparent purpose or interest, but the resultant collection of photographic images is wholly compelling. Boring Postcardsis multi-layered: a commentary on British architecture, social life and identity, a record of a folk photography which is today being appropriated by the most fashionable photographers (including Parr), an exercise in sublime minimalism and, above all, a richly comic photographic entertainment.