“The expensive wine coated my throat with warm notes of fig and vanilla. Mozzarella melted like cream on my tongue and a jumble of lacy and tubular wild mushrooms lent an earthy heartiness to a glistening plate of homemade pappardelle.The… — Meg Donohue Copy Share Image
“At the sight of the dozen assorted cupcakes, as bright and optimistic as party hats, Louise's eyes lit up. "How wonderful!" she said, clapping her hands together again. I handed her one of the red velvet cupcakes that I'd made… — Meg Donohue Copy Share Image
“By contrast, my method of eating a cupcake was quite straightforward - step one: gobble it down one large bite at a time until… — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“Even in its ragged state, the garden is astonishingly beautiful. The untended, untouched look of it--- and the ivy-covered walls that protect it on… — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“I hugged Wes and inhaled the scent of his neck- a reassuringly familiar combination of coffee and leather and something sweet I always had… — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“Honeysuckle: A hardy flowering vine or shrub with sprays of tubular blossoms whose strong, honeyed scent offers protection from those who intend harm” — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“Raw persimmon is an acquired taste," he said, handing me a slice, "but I have a feeling you'll like this one." I resisted the… — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“The expensive wine coated my throat with warm notes of fig and vanilla. Mozzarella melted like cream on my tongue and a jumble of… — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“Over the previous few weeks, I'd finally perfected the Julia St. Clair wedding cupcake: classic lemon cake with a hidden heart of my mom's… — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“Pedaling down Dune Drive on a red beach cruiser, Dani ahead of her and Vanessa behind her, is a transporting experience. The night is… — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“Shoot. It's always so disappointing to realize the world goes on without me.” — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“I scanned the room, knowing it couldn't take long to spot Annie, who had chosen to wear a floor-length 1960s muumuu in a deep… — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“Just because something good happens to someone else doesn't mean something good won't also happen to you” — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“A lush clematis vine, its sweet vanilla scent calming and comforting, climbs over tented bamboo poles to form her reading fort. White jasmine flowers… — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“Since when had I become such a slave to security? Since when had my dream to be my own boss morphed into merely working… — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“Daffodil: A flowering plant in the amaryllis family with a trumpet-like bloom whose rich, honeyed scent carries a message of new beginnings” — Meg Donohue Copy Share
“It would be a den for overgrown children looking for an indulgence, something nostalgic, something simultaneously luxurious and youthful. Much like a pharmaceutical drug… — Meg Donohue Copy Share
