“A rich steam rose and he took a sip. Sweetness flooded his tongue, followed by cream, sugar, spices, chocolate finer than anything he had ever tasted, dark and bitter and delicious.” — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
“Obediently, I squash into a corner with a glass of cider. A chalkboard menu declares that the special of the day is stargazy pie.… — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
“There were a thousand noises: spoons clattering, liquid being poured in glugs, a deep, unctuous bubbling from the stove. Heat blasted him in a… — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
“Roses and violets from summer gardens, sun-drenched Sicilian lemons squeezed of their juice and mingled with juniper from the frozen north. Saffron threads and… — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
“Squeezed into a corner, elbow to elbow, they drank cheap red wine and feasted on bread and oysters, straight from the paper. The food… — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
“A rich steam rose and he took a sip. Sweetness flooded his tongue, followed by cream, sugar, spices, chocolate finer than anything he had… — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
“As soon as he was out of sight, Gui pulled the macaron mixture towards him, and took a deep breath. He whipped it back… — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
“I suggest some of this broth that Cook made for Mademoiselle,' came Patrice's muffled voice. 'A little Toulouse sausage, some cheese perhaps...' Gui wolfed… — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
“The towering stacks of profiteroles, the mille-feuille and champagne creams were banished in favor of the sweet and the simple; pans of clafoutis with… — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
“Mahogany shelves lined the counters, stacked with glass bottles and jars, like something from a fairy tale. There were whole, plump roses steeping in… — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
“He tended to the ovens, but was allowed to help the other chefs for a few hours, warming butter and measuring out orange blossom… — Laura Madeleine Copy Share Image
