“A memory that costs you something," he said aloud, almost to himself. "One that hurts to remember. That makes you regret what… — Daria Lavelle Emotions Copy Share Image
“I'm Ukrainian, actually. And I'm making my signature dish," he said slowly, meeting Ibáñez's stare. "More shocking than Rocky Mountain oysters." He… — Daria Lavelle Chef Copy Share Image
“He was deeply in love with her. Truly. Madly. A kind of love he'd never dared fathom. It hadn't happened in an… — Daria Lavelle Black and white Copy Share Image
“It wasn't lost on him, the poetry, the symmetry of this last bite. Everything had begun with a taste of liver. Now… — Daria Lavelle Flavors Copy Share Image
