“She took the box; it was too heavy to be muffins or croissants, and the cardboard bottom was so warm, she felt the heat on her thighs through her sheets. She shot a puzzled glance at Gabe, who remained impishly… — Francesca Serritella Copy Share Image
“My shrinking ice cubes looked like the victim of global warming, missing only a tiny polar bear waving a withe flag.” — Francesca Serritella Copy Share Image
“...you believed in yourself. Not everyone will like you. Some people just want to take swipes at you. You need to trust yourself enough… — Francesca Serritella Copy Share Image
“She took the box; it was too heavy to be muffins or croissants, and the cardboard bottom was so warm, she felt the heat… — Francesca Serritella Copy Share Image
“Scent speaks in every language. It is made of flesh and personal impressions. It is tied up with the need to feel alive, a… — Francesca Serritella Copy Share Image
“But I hate socks.' I do, especially sleeping in them. They always come half-off in the middle of the night, and why? What kind… — Francesca Serritella Copy Share Image
“The second course is a soft-shell crab tempura with miso rémoulade, fresh peaches, and lovage." "What's lovage?" Jen asked. "It's what I have for… — Francesca Serritella Copy Share Image
