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Going After Cacciato
Colette looked at me and smiled. It struck me in that moment that Amber's mouth had been just like her mother's, and suddenly I was fifteen again, and in love again, and devastated.
Custard: A detestable substance produced by a malevolent conspiracy of the hen, the cow, and the cook.
My favorite perfumes are Bois Farine and Chanel Coromandel.
Manye chapeleyns arn chaste, ac charite is aweye; Are none hardere than hii whan hii ben avaunced: Unkynde to hire kyn and to alle Cristene, Chewen hire charite and chiden after moore - Swich chastite withouten charite worth cheyned in helle.
Circe's got everything on you, bitch.
She talks big, but she's made of custard." "Fluffy and full of cream?" Kato wiggles blond eyebrows at me. Carver grins. "Think she's sweet, too?" My eyes spit fire. "Bite me. You'll find out.
This was thieves' cant. Mosca was a lover of words, and she had a sneaking liking for the grimy panache of cant, and those who wore it like a ragged red cloak.
Chihiro, huh? Her real name's Chihiro? Can't beat the power of love.
A crier of green sauce.
E canchis amnia.
Everything from shells.
Our Lady of Cheribim Chit-Chat.
Cosmo Girl with a passion for fashion and a magic flask.
A cup of coffee - real coffee - home-browned, home ground, home made, that comes to you dark as a hazel-eye, but changes to a golden bronze as you temper it with cream that never cheated, but was real cream from its birth, thick, tenderly yellow, perfect!
Parvesh Cheena is a real treat for the ladies.
I love the way the French shove chocolate into everything. It's, like, the best nervous tic ever.
what Cremica can make even Britannia and Parle cannot make!
Too bad I prefer caramel to toffee!
Beautee eneuch to mak a world to dote.
A Creole woman is like a child, she wants to possess everything immediately; like a child, she would set fire to a house in order to fry an egg. In her languor, she thinks of nothing; when passionately aroused, she thinks of any act possible or impossible.
Gardette-LePrete Mansion is
What is [insert name here]? Does it taste good?
Tasty Chocolate Cake
The Duchess set about studying Annette and shortly found her adversary's tragic flaw.
Chocolate.
Mammary militia breast feeding en masse in Costa. Puts one off their latte.
Con-tu-ber-nal(noun). One who occupies
the same tent; a tent-fellow, comrade.
The thought of Percy Prewitt as my contubernal causes me to break out in hives.
-From the personal dictionary of
Caroline Trent
cream of banana soup
Cole Thomas.'
The name, like an incantation, was on her lips.
ceviche. It was a summertime staple at my
likes to eat chocolate. Discover
Cassoulet, like life itself, is not so simple as it seems.
Do you know what a tre vie is, Juliana?
Chermoula is a potent North African spice paste that is ideal for smearing on your favourite vegetables for roasting.
So you think that the coco- mark well what I say, Hastings, the coco- contained strychnine?"
"Of course! That salt on the tray, what else could it have been?"
"It might have been salt." replied Poirot placidly.
Confit is not something that comes to mind for summer. Usually it means duck confit, made by cooking the legs and thighs in duck fat to preserve them for winter.
Growing up,I came up with this name: I'ma Cablinasian.
After a few months' acquaintance with European 'coffee' one's mind weakens, and his faith with it, and he begins to wonder if the rich beverage of home, with it's clotted layer of yellow cream on top of it, is not a mere dream after all, and a thing which never existed.
Colette picked up a piece of the bread and stared at it suspiciously. "This toast feels raw," she said. "Is it safe to eat raw toast?" "Of course not," Hugo said. "I bet that baby is trying to poison us." "Actually,
Within the beautiful struggle of a cocoon all butterflies are made.
I want to try for another record tomorrow. What was that last kind I had? With the chocolate chunks?"
"Stracciatella."
"I'm naming my first daughter after it."
"Lucky her.
Chocolate Melting
I'm a cup of tea in a world of lattes
Beautiful coquettes are quacks of love.
How about peaches, dear? murmurs Madame Manec, and Marie-Laure can hear a can opening, juice slopping into a bowl. Seconds later, she's eating wedges of wet sunlight.
crocogator." She
L'art
Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth,
Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes.
Madame Lefoux accepted a cup of tea and sat on another little settee, next to the relocated calico cat. The cat clearly believed Madame Lefoux was there to provide chin scratches. Madame Lefoux provided.
Half-caf, double-tall, non fat, whole-milk foam, bone-dry, half-pump mocha, half sugar in the raw, double cup, no lid, capp - to go.
He had given Cosette a dress of Binche lace that had come down to him from his own grandmother. "These fashions have come round again," he said, "old things are all the rage, and the young women of my old age dress like the old women of my childhood,
'Escargot' is French for 'fat crawling bag of phlegm'.
A hundred francs," thought Fantine. "But in what trade can one earn a hundred sous a day?" "Come!" said she, "let us sell what is left." The unfortunate girl became a woman of the town.
I don't think I can ever go back to cocoa!
Interesting. Stonecipheco Baby Foods. Not a bad line of products, really. A bit soft and runny for my taste, of course ... "
"Well, it's infant food, really, Norman.
Mouth cat's-cradled with filaments of gleaming cheese.
A miscreant with coiffed, scented hair, a slender waist, the hips of a woman and the chest of a Prussian officer, with a finely tied cravat, by all girls admired. ~ [introduction of character Montparnasse]
When you walk into a chocolate store, suddenly the most difficult decision you will ever have to make in your life, is which chocolates to pick! It is pure torture! Especially when you are in Belgium surrounded by Belgian chocolates!
Drink from me and live forever.
Lestat de Lioncourt
cheese cauldron.
A small cup of the deceivingly cheerful cherry-red syrup
A girl's name ending in 'a' - that always suggests a 'C' cup.
Our milk chocolate is very chocolaty. In fact, we don't call it milk chocolate - we call it milky chocolate.
Fantastique, 'Dream of a Witches' Sabbat'. "Though
She is not a cookie. Neither is she a biscuit, a PopTart, Sweet TART, apple tart, or any other kind of pastry. She is my apprentice.
Why did you tell me about Babette?! (Gabrielle)
Leash her until I have coffee or I may have to kill her. (Rae)
Scythe Curie seemed a mix of many emotions, but she folded them all away, like clothes that no longer fit, and closed the drawer. Citra expected she never spoke of this to anyone else, and would probably never speak of it again.
Who knows not Circe, The daughter of the Sun , whose charmed cup Whoever tasted, lost his upright shape, And downward fell into a groveling swine?
Kate picked up the carafe and poured some coffee into a cup. She added sugar and cream until it was the color of caramel. Her mom used to take her coffee like this. 'So sweet it could kiss you,' she used to say.
The stubby French painter Toulouse-Lautrec supposedly invented chocolate mousse - I find that rather hard to believe, but there you have it.
Sassicaia from Tuscany,
Noli me tangere; for Caesar's I am.
Foie gras and caviar tureens. About
In the half-light through the drawn curtains she sits on her perch, relaxed, hooded, extraordinary. Formidable talons, wicked, curved black beak, sleek, cafe-au-lait front streaked thickly with cocoa-coloured teardrops, looking for all the world like some cappuccino samurai.
- Who would carry the bell canto
- Of course Montserrat Caballe
Dipped in chocolate, bronzed in elegance, enameled with grace, toasted with beauty. My lord, she's a black woman.
A coquette is a young lady of more beauty than sense, more accomplishments than learning, more charms not person than graces of mind, more admirers than friends, mole fools than wise men for attendants.
I let it boil and it's got scum on it," Carol said annoyedly. "I'm sorry."
But Therese loved it, because she knew this was exactly what Carol would always do, be thinking of something else and let the milk boil.
Marie Laurencin.
C is for coffee. Coffee would always be there for her.
In today's world, when many of yesterday's fashionable habits are today's misdemeanors, we should rejoice that a chocolate dessert can bring so much innocent pleasure.
The steam was thicker than expected and surprisingly easy to scoop up. Inside her mouth it swelled twice its original size and then burst into a series of delicate favors: savory cream sauce, then toasted cheese, and finally vanilla ice cream with a tinge of hazelnut.
4) Beet and Pear Flavored Puree
I love Chanel. Chanel, Chanel, Chanel, Chanel!
These questions required either Camus or cognac, and as Camus was not available I ordered cognac.
Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
ORANGE MARMALADE',
Chanel is composed of only a few elements, white camellias, quilted bags and Austrian doorman's jackets, pearls, chains, shoes with black toes. I use these elements like notes to play with.
Around her hair there was a saffron aureole, and her skin was a sea shell ...
No one had a better sense of luxury than Coco Chanel, She really had the spirit of the 20th Century.
Granny always said Britt-Marie was the sort of woman who would have to drink two glasses of wine and feel really wild and crazy to be able to fantasize about solving a crossword in ink.
What's her name? Claire, what's her name?
A cherefull looke makes a dish a feast.
Coquetry is the champagne of love.
Cineama, heir of alchemy,
The last erotic science
Piragua - cold syrup trickled over crushed ice - her favorite treat from her childhood in Viejo San Juan.
The Princess of Parma was a Courvoisier in that she was incapable of innovation in social matters, but unlike the Courvoisiers in that the surprises the Duchesse de Guermantes perpetually held in store for her engendered in her not, as in them, antipathy but a sense of wonder.
This is the crepe.
This is the cider.
This is how we live and eat.
Said Candide to Cacambo:
My friend, you see how perishable are the riches of this world; there is nothing solid but virtue, and the happiness of seeing Cunegonde once more.
Master Custard, you must rise and be hanged
Capcom, or capsule communicator.
Farewell Gaultier!! Preteporte will miss you! 4 ever