Tuesday, April 27, 2010

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It's Teaser Tuesday! Next up on my reading list is SAVOR THE MOMENT by Nora Roberts. This is 3rd of the Brides Quartet. Here's a little taste:



Alone, with Norah Jones whispering through the iPod, Laurel transformed a panel of fondant into a swatch of elegant, edible lace. She didn’t hear the music, used it more to fill the air than as entertainment while she painstakingly pieced the completed panel onto the second tier of four.

She stepped back to eye the results, to circle, to search for flaws. Vows’ clients expected perfect, and that’s exactly what she intended to deliver. Satisfied, she nodded, and picked up a bottle of water to sip while she stretched her back.

“Two down, two to go.”

She glanced toward the board where she’d pinned various samples of antique lace, and the final sketched design for the cake Friday evening’s bride had approved.

She had three more designs to complete: two for Saturday, one for Sunday—but that was nothing new. June at Vows, the wedding and event business she ran with her friends, was prime time.


In a handful of years, they’d turned an idea into a thriving enterprise. Sometimes just a little too thriving, she mused, which was why she was making fondant lace at nearly one in the morning. It was a very good thing, she decided. She loved the work.

They all had their passions. Emma had the flowers, Mac the photography, Parker the details. And she had the cakes. And the pastries, she thought, and the chocolates. But the cakes stood as the crowning touch.

She got back to it, began to roll out the next panel. Following habit, she’d clipped her sunny blond hair up and back out of her way. Cornstarch dusted the baker’s apron she wore over cotton pants and tee, and the slide-on kitchen shoes kept her feet as comfortable as possible after hours of standing. Her hands, strong from years of kneading, rolling, lifting, were capable and quick. As she began the next pattern, her sharp-featured, angular face set in serious lines.

Perfection wasn’t simply a goal when it came to her art. For Icing at Vows it was a necessity. The wedding cake was more than baking and piping, sugar paste and filling. Just as the wedding photos Mac took were more than pictures, and the arrangements and bouquets Emma created more than flowers. The details and schedules and wishes Parker put together were, in the end, bigger than the sum of their parts.

Together, the elements became a once-in-a-lifetime event, and the celebration of the journey two people chose to make together.

Romantic, certainly, and Laurel believed in romance. In theory, anyway. More, she believed in symbols and celebrations. And in a really fabulous cake.


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Tonight I'm trying a new hamburger casserole recipe so we'll see if Steve likes it. We'll watch Deadliest Catch and then I hope to read for a bit. I treadmilled this morning, walked on a break, and took Tug for a good long walk after work. Early to bed for me.
Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

2 comments:

Kaye Wilkinson Barley - Meanderings and Muses said...

PK - this just arrived in today's mail! I'm loving this series and can't wait to read this one (and isn't it pretty?!). But. I'm trying to put some books back to take on vacation. Books by some of my favorite writers - and there have been quite a few in new releases. This one is one of those I hope I can save to go with us.

PK the Bookeemonster said...

Ohhh, you have much better self control than I do! I was sneaking it in whenever I could throughout the day at work. I've gotten a co-worker hooked on these books; she is an avid TWILIGHT-er and she is in turn handing them on to another co-worker. I love enabling reading. :)