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Finding Tranquility Base
“I searched among her crayons for a color that represented autumn and pulled out an orange-toned crayon, never used. It read “Bittersweet,” and I wondered why that particular name. Autumn was my favorite time of year… I was always ready for the change. I guess some people didn’t see it that way. Some people wanted to cling to summer... I loved both seasons, but I thought no one would ever call spring bittersweet, even though it was just another change, another new cycle, an end to one season and a beginning for another in an endless, never-ending spiral.”
Bittersweet
Endings
Autumn
New Beginnings
Transition
Change Of Seasons
Seasons Of Life
Fall Season
Cycles Of Life
Sacred Spiral
Become The Fool
“Trick Candle
Torches feeding on the dark between the stars
a river of ice and fire converge in her chest
a kiss like a hot spring, a tongue of embers
breath of ash with sparking lips
words that crash like the tide and a judge’s hammer
a touch like a bed of poppies and spiderwebs
hips like the curve of an hourglass and sex
pure sex manifested in the flesh
a body to take a bullet for
I am drunk and drugged, dashed upon
the shore of her soul
a soul to set the angels and demons to war
I am stranded in no man’s land
in between her ribs
like a madman guardian
searching for her womb
seeking death or rebirth
those bittersweet twins
one a flicker
the other a trick candle
I crawl towards the light”
Love
Love Quotes
Love Poems
Love Poem
Love Poetry
Romantic Poetry
Romance Poems
Chef
“Beauty, I am coming. I am on my way. I have not forgotten your fragile pastries. The ridges on your leavened bread. Half-eaten pomegranate in General Sahib's fridge. Cherries so big they redden Rubiya's hands, Irem's fingers. Kashmir, you are
real
. You are my half-chilled soup, minced cilantro, my zaman pilaf. Bittersweet chukunder. Rista. Aab gosht. Gurdé Kaporé. Kidney and testicle curry. Kaléji. Sheermal. Lavasa. Tsot. Maythi paratha. Kabuli chana. Nargissi kebab. Tamatar muli. You are a sudden red mirchi. You give me pleasure and pain, both at once. You are my dream, my desire. My North, my brain. My pounding headache.”
Bounty
Produce
Kashmir
Home Country
Middle Eastern Cuisine
DawnSinger
“Mottled light swept the garden, creating an
illusion of movement. The air rippled, on the edge of hearing, with the bittersweet song of a wingen.”
Fantasy Fiction
Fantasy Romance
Speculative Fiction
Ya Fantasy Series
Epic Fantasy Romance
The Recipe Box
“I have a car to drop us off." He pointed to a sleek, black Escalade, and a uniformed driver leaped out to open the doors.
Ken leaned over and whispered, "Nice touch." Grace wondered when the last time was that New London had seen a chauffeur. Von must have booked the service through Green Bay. He always did know how to make the grand gesture. Like when he'd brought her three dozen pink roses to match her rose-colored chiffon prom dress. And then there was the crowning touch, a small box of fresh strawberries dipped in his family's legendary Vasser chocolate. She could still practically taste the berries, ripe and sweet, with the contrast of the bittersweet dark chocolate.”
Chocolate
Strawberries
Grand Gestures
Prom Night
Borrowed Time: An AIDS Memoir
“Summer has always been good to me, even the bittersweet end, with the slant of yellow light.”
Summer
Summer Love
Summer Nights
Summertime
Summer Quotes
End Of Summer
Bittersweet Endings
The Dying Of The Light
Summer S End
Summer Islanders
Borrowed Time: An AIDS Memoir
“Summer has always been good to me, even the bittersweet end, with the slanted yellow light.”
Summer
Summer Love
Summer Nights
Summertime
Summer Quotes
End Of Summer
Bittersweet Endings
The Dying Of The Light
Summer S End
Summer Islanders
“Love will show you that you do not have to search for it because it abides in you whole-heartedly. Love can be bittersweet but its grace is patience. Love is difficult but its mercy is tender. At times love might make you feel empty but you are never alone.”
Inspirational Quotes
Love Quotes
Quotes
Quotes To Live By
Affirmations
Empowering Quotes For Women
Determination Quotes
Sacrifice Quotes
Empowering Girls
Underestimate Quotes
A Woman's Love Is Never Good Enough
“Love is an intense emotion that will take a toll on you mentally, emotionally and physically in an unselfish, yet bittersweet way that develops into a deep affection; and sometimes, an unknown outcome.”
Inspirational Quotes
Love Quotes
Quotes
Quotes To Live By
Affirmations
Empowering Quotes For Women
Determination Quotes
Sacrifice Quotes
Empowering Girls
Underestimate Quotes
The Wedding Officer: A Novel of Culinary Seduction
“Each time Vesuvius erupted, it covered its slopes with a deep layer of a remarkable natural fertilizer called potash, and as a result the mountain supported dozens of species of fruit and vegetables which grew nowhere else in all Italy, a culinary advantage which more than compensated for the area's occasional dangers. In the case of apricots, the varieties included the firm-fleshed
Cafona
, the juicy
Palummella
, the bittersweet
Boccuccia liscia
, the peachlike
Pellecchiella
and the spiky-skinned but incomparably succulent
Spinosa
.”
Italy
Variety
Volcanic Ash
Fertilizer
Apricots
Crescent
“The night before, Um-Nadia came over with her small wooden box stuffed with handwritten recipes, dishes Um-Nadia hadn't prepared or eaten in the thirty-five years since she and Mireille had left Lebanon. Some were recipes for simple, elegant dishes of rice pilafs and roasted meats, others were more exotic dishes of steamed whole pigeons and couscous or braised lambs' brains in broth. And they discussed ingredients and techniques until late in the night. Um-Nadia eventually fell asleep on the hard couch in the living room, while Sirine's uncle dozed across from her in his armchair. But Sirine stayed up all night, checking recipes, chopping, and preparing. She looked up Iraqi dishes, trying to find the childhood foods that she'd heard Han speak of, the sfeehas- savory pies stuffed with meat and spinach- and round mensaf trays piled with lamb and rice and yogurt sauce with onions, and for dessert, tender ma'mul cookies that dissolve in the mouth. She stuffed the turkey with rice, onions, cinnamon, and ground lamb. Now there are pans of sautéed greens with bittersweet vinegar, and lentils with tomato, onion, and garlic on the stove, as well as maple-glazed sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, and pumpkin soufflé.”
Thanksgiving
Middle Eastern Cuisine
Arabian Cuisine
Eating Heaven
“If I could write anything I wanted to, I'd write about the splendor of butter and sugar hitting your taste buds at the same time, or smooth pasta and sharp Romano, or a fat strawberry dipped in bittersweet chocolate.”
Taste Buds
Food Journal
A Taste of Heaven
“So, judges, what was your favorite dish?" The producer stepped back so the cameras could pan over the long table.
Tarquin answered.
"A crisp almond tart."
Sophia's heart began to pound.
"Smooth lemony custard. Light as air."
She clenched the edge of her worktable.
"Only one person chose the boysenberries as an ingredient today. They were ripe, juicy, bursting with flavor. But somewhat difficult to wrestle with in terms of tartness. This contestant made a truly inspired syrup, infused with basil... and lemon thyme, I think." Jonathan shrugged. "I can't wait to find out how this syrup was created."
Sophia started to sway.
The blogger smiled. "I love lemon. It's bright. It's sunny. But I don't have a big sweet tooth. This dish was not too sweet. It was lovely."
"And best of all," Tarquin interrupted, "a little surprise under the tart. Hidden. Using the organic bittersweet chocolate we provided. Well played."
"And the flowers!" Jenny sighed. "This plate captures the very essence of summer. Sprinkled with flower petals.”
Fresh
Favorite
Ingredients
Flavors
Tart
Amuse Bouche
Custard
Winter Lyric
“I feel this very bittersweet moment so well, and so clearly, and so fondly, especially since to feel the bittersweet moments of life is to feel the best of it all.”
Love
Bittersweet
Unrequited Love
Moments Of Life
Best Of All
The Crusader's Heart
“How bittersweet it is to satisfy our hopes and dreams, for pursuit of such things can take us away from loved ones.”
Family
Pursuing Your Goals
Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop
“The fragrance of sweet tangerines reached Claudia's nose. She saw Sorella Agata squeezer tangerine into what looked like a cake batter. Immediately, Claudia's mouth watered. She'd never had a cake made out of tangerines. Orange, yes. She and her father had made both orange and lemon cakes throughout her childhood. Why hadn't either of them ever thought about making a cake out of tangerines? It was brilliant. For tangerines were even sweeter than oranges.
"Ah! Claudia!"
Sorella Agata stopped what she was doing and quickly patted her face with a kitchen towel, making sure to turn her back toward Claudia.
"I'm getting warm with the ovens turned on." She took off her apron and fanned her face with it. Claudia was surprised at the nun's small lie.
"Those tangerines smell wonderful, Sorella Agata. I take it you're making a cake?"
"
Si. Torta al Mandarino
. This is the second most popular cake we sell at the shop after my famous
cassata
cake. It's very sweet, but most of the flavor comes from the ripest, juiciest tangerines in season and not from too much sugar.”
Cake
Tangerines
Sorella
Agata
Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop
“Rosalia was standing in a field of fragrant white jasmine flowers. It was the first week in June, and the sun was especially hot today. She could feel it warming her head through the cotton kerchief she wore. A large straw basket, slung around her arm, held the jasmines she was harvesting for the jasmine water that was needed to make
Gelo di Melone
- watermelon pudding. With the temperatures well in the eighties, the shop couldn't make enough of the watermelon pudding that was popular with the villagers during late spring and throughout the summer.
As she picked the jasmines from their stems, she frequently took the time to smell them although she didn't need to do so since the fragrance surrounded her. But she loved holding the blossoms up to her nose and inhaling deeply.”
Fragrance
Jasmine
Rosalia
Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop
“Antonio spotted the owner, Signora DelAbate, who was coating the sides of a
Trionfo di Gola
cake with chopped pistachios.
Trionfo di Gola
, or Triumph of Gluttony was a very old cake recipe passed down from nuns over the centuries. The batter was divided among three different-sized round cake pans. After the individual cakes were baked, filling was spread on top of each layer, and then they were stacked one on top of the other. Once the cake was assembled, it was then frosted with marzipan paste, and the finishing touch was the coating of the chopped pistachios around the cake. The cake's tall, pyramid shape gave it a unique, impressive appearance. Rosalia had wanted to make a cake that was more elaborate than a typical wedding cake.”
Cake
Wedding Cake
Pistachios
Rosalia
Triumph Of Gluttony
Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop
“Don't you see, Rosalia? I wouldn't mind giving up Paris for you. That's why I can think about staying here or even asking you to come with me to Paris. I can't envision being without you. Before, you said I was being kind to you when I told you how it makes me sad when you're sad, and happy when you're happy. But I'm not being kind. I'm falling in love with you. Can't you see that? I'm crazy about you, and it's tearing me up on the inside. You're all I think about when I wake up in the morning and go to sleep at night. You're in my dreams. Even when I'm struggling over how to make a better pastry better, you pop up into my mind! I wonder what you would add to make it better. Then again, whom are we fooling? Your desserts are always better than mine!"
Rosalia lowered her eyes and said softly, "That's not true. You've won a few of the contests we've had. Madre Carmela wouldn't lie."
"She's getting old. Her palate is changing. I've heard the other workers who have tried your pastries express how good yours are and how they're often better than everyone else's."
Rosalia folded her hands in her lap.
He is falling in love with me
. He'd said it! Though she was frightened to hear this, she couldn't deny that she was also elated.
Antonio came back to the bed and sat down next to her. This time, he closed the space between them. He pushed her hair back behind her ear, and then took her face in both of his hands. She had no choice but to look at him.
"I love you, Rosalia. I know you say we haven't known each other long, and we need to just think about today, but I'm tired of keeping how I feel about you inside of me. I love you. And nothing is going to change that. I'll wait for you. Whenever you are ready, I will be here, and I promise you my feelings won't change. Do you hear me?”
Confession Of Love
Antonio
Rosalia And Antonio
Rosalia
Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop
“She scanned the masks, and her eyes were immediately drawn to one in a deep shade of purple with shimmering royal-blue sequins and feathers in the same colors. Faux sapphires and amethysts dangled from its sides.
"May I have this mask, please?"
The man handed it to Rosalia. "You chose the perfect color to complement your beautiful dark hair,
signorina
."
"
Grazie
." She blushed slightly at his compliment.”
Mask
Purple
Rosalia
Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop
“The more he got to know Rosalia, the more the mystery of her deepened. Someone had hurt her. He was convinced of it. His mother had taught him from a young age to always trust his instincts, and from the moment he had met Rosalia, he had sensed she was a frightened young woman and had been deeply hurt. Had it been someone in her family? Was that why she had "lost" them, as she put it?
He turned around and walked over to where the statue of Saint Lucy stood. Closing his eyes, he prayed silently.
Please help Rosalia. Please help her to heal and learn to trust again
.
Opening his eyes, Antonio slowly made his way back to the convent and his home in the abandoned chapel, thinking all the way about the pretty girl with the licorice-colored hair whom he was losing his heart to.”
Antonio
Rosalia And Antonio
Rosalia
Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop
“All she could think about was the beautiful cake she had decorated, and she began envisioning a new design she would create next time. She could see it vividly before her- whipped cream rosettes, a few raspberry marzipans, maybe even a few petals from actual flowers.”
Cake
Confectionery
Rosalia
Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop
“Madre Carmela brought the covered bowl over to Rosalia. A subtle, sweet aroma reached Rosalia's nose. Her mouth watered in anticipation of whatever culinary surprise Madre Carmela had for her today. Instead of waiting for the sister to unfold the napkin, Rosalia pulled it back herself and almost gasped when she saw what delights were in store for her. Puffy clusters of dough in vanilla and chocolate were piled one on top of the other to form a misshapen pyramid. Chocolate and vanilla cream oozed from a few of the pastries.
"Ha-ha! I see you couldn't wait," Madre Carmela gently teased Rosalia, who quickly looked up, her cheeks turning the same hot pink hue as the sugar roses the nuns had painstakingly created this morning for a wedding cake.
"That's all right, my child. I'm happy to see you are feeling more comfortable here. Go ahead. Have as many as you like."
Rosalia wondered which one she should try first- the chocolate or the vanilla. She'd always loved anything vanilla, so she opted for one of those first. Instead of taking a small, tentative bite out of the pastry, as she would have done her first few weeks at the convent, she popped the whole sweet at once into her mouth, eliciting another hearty laugh from Madre Carmela. But this time, Rosalia wasn't embarrassed. She closed her eyes, savoring the pastry's airy, flaky crust and the rich sweetness of the vanilla cream.”
Sweets
Pastries
Vanilla
Rosalia
Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop
“But what really intrigued Gianni was the one dessert that all of his friends had been baffled by- the
cassata
- a Sicilian cake, originating from Palermo and Messina, that consisted of sponge cake dipped in liqueur, layered with ricotta cheese and candied peel, and covered with a marzipan shell and icing; candied fruit in the shape of cherries and slices of citrus fruit topped the cake.”
Cake
Sicilian
Sorella
Agata
Cassata
Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop
“Madre Carmela's favorite nuts were almonds. Not only did she like the way they tasted the best among all nuts, but she loved the flavor they imparted to Sicilian desserts from cakes to biscotti, and her favorite of all,
Frutta di Martorana
- the perfect fruit-shaped confections made from
pasta reale
, or marzipan, which required plenty of almonds. Who would have thought that the base for an elegant, regal dessert like marzipan came from such a simple ingredient as the almond?”
Flavor
Ingredient
Confectionery
Almonds
Sicilian
Baked Goods
Marzipan
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