Remember the part in Jane Eyre (spoiler) when Jane and Mr. Rochester get married?
“Reader, I married him. A quiet wedding we had: he and I, the parson and clerk, were alone present.”
Kudos to Jane for keeping the wedding simple. I, however, am a sucker for wedding traditions. I just love them. Go figure. I wore a full-on ballgown and put my husband in tails for our wedding.
See? All about that tulle + lace.
“I like horses,” said I, lungs tight with feeling. “I always have done.” “Do you like dreadfully drafty English country houses?” “I did not always, but I have grown to.” “What about curry?” “Everyone likes curry, sir.” I concur with Jane. Everyone likes curry! For a Jane Steel book review, click here.
I loved Illuminae so much (in case you didn’t pick that up from my review), that despite there being rare mentions of food, I wanted to feature it. I chose a summery-fresh fruit tart inspired by the book’s cover. I used a combination of strawberries, raspberries, clementines, and mango. There’s a lot of flexibility here and you can use any of your favorite fruits.
“By morning, Lorelai was strong enough to get up and eat breakfast without help. Gabril boiled a small pot of beans and sliced the last of the apples they’d stolen from the queen’s garrison. She ate the beans but ignored the apples.”
I sided with Lorelai and forwent the obvious choice of an apple dish to coincide with this Snow White re-telling by C.J. Redwine. I got so tired of hearing about the gross beans Lorelai and company were dining on every meal.
“Lorelai shoved a spoonful of beans into her mouth. They were hot and tasteless.”
I submit that with a bit of foraging, Gabriel really could have elevated those beans to a fresh, crunchy, delectable meal.
For my review of The Shadow Queen, click here.
“Entering the recommended cafe, Maisie took a seat. When the young waitress approached, she ordered a coffee with hot milk and some apple strudel. She was very hungry. Soon the waitress returned to the table, using the palm of her free hand to smooth out the white embroiled tablecloth.”
Click here for my review of Jacqueline Winspear’s Journey to Munich.
“What are you doing?” Emma asked.
“Ordering pizza from Nightshade’s,” said Malcom. “There’s an app.”
“A what?” said Dru.
“Nightshade?” Livvy turned around. “The vampire?”
“He owns a pizza place. The sauce is divine,” Malcolm said, kissing his own fingers.
“Aren’t you worried what’s in it?” said Livvy.
Click here for my review of Cassandra Clare’s latest installment in the Shadowhunter saga, Lady Midnight.
Did anyone else notice how many times the Blackthorns ordered Nightshade pizza? Was anyone else craving pizza with an out-of-this-world sauce? You will suspect addictive demon powders have been slipped into this sauce.
Clary spoke up hastily. “What’s all the raw meat for?” she asked, indicating the third page of her menu.
“Werewolves,” said Jace. “Though I don’t mind a bloody steak myself every once in a while.” He reached across the table and flipped Clary’s menu over. “Human food is on the back.”
…Clary, after a moment’s hesitation, chose a large coffee and coconut pancakes. The waitress winked a blue eye at her and flounced off.
All right – I have a sneaking suspicion that you’re not 100% committed to your Oreo diet. The guidelines are really pretty basic. No excuses. Breakfast is obviously an Oreo granola bar or Oreo Pop-Tart. No, they’re not gross. Shut up. They’re amazing. Lunch should be Oreo pizza with an Oreo milk shake and a couple of those Oreo truffles my mom makes (a.k.a. the most delicious freaking things in the universe). Dinner is deep-fried Oreos served on top of Oreo ice cream, and for a drink, it’s Oreos dissolved in milk. No water. Only Oreo milk. Dessert can be Oreos straight up. Sound reasonable? It’s for your health, Blue.
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She kicked Chaol in the ribs with a sock-covered foot. “All I’m saying is that I’d like some chocolate cake every now and then.”
He closed his eyes. “And an apple tart, and a loaf of bread, and a pot of stew, and a mountain of cookies, and a—“He chuckled as she put her foot against his face and pushed. He grabbed her foot and wouldn’t let go when she tried yanking her leg back. “It’s true, and you know it, Laena.”
“So what if it is? Haven’t I earned the right to eat as much as I want, whenever I want?” She wrenched her foot out of his grasp as the smile faded from his face.
“Yes,” he said quietly, his voice barely audible over the crackling fire. “You have.” After a few moments of silence, he stood up and walked to the door.
She sat up on her elbows. “Where are you going?”
He opened the door. “To get you chocolate cake.”
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“She [Nina] shoved one of the cakes from the coffee service into her mouth …”
Nina was always eating sweets and was especially enamored with cake. I set out to make one that would have her salivating. For a Six of Crows book review, click here.
The Novel Bakery 