“Back to that very first bite of hidden cupcake in the pantry: a soft cap of vanilla buttercream giving way to light, creamy mocha cake. I kept eating, turning the cupcake slowly in my hand. This was not rich, one-bite-and-you-couldn't-possibly-have-more… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“Shoot. It's always so disappointing to realize the world goes on without me.” — Meg Donohue Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“Just because something good happens to someone else doesn't mean something good won't also happen to you” — Meg Donohue Copy Share Image
“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 Image
