Recipes

“Papa inhaled the scent of soupe d'aspèrges, looked up, and blinked. His curving hairline and whiskers made his face a heart shape, and his narrow nose and round eyes gave him the appearance of a confused loveable bird.”
Geneviève, Her Own Revolution

“I rejoiced at the scent of carrot-ginger soup. It was Papa’s favorite, and I hoped it would make him more receptive to my request.”
Geneviève, Her Own Revolution

“The smell of leeks and potatoes made me want to grab the tureen and gulp it all down.”
Henri, Her Own Legacy

“A boy’s dark eyes followed Madame Bourran as she ladled more apple-parsnip soup. He lifted his bowl to her as she arrived and said, “S’ilvousplaîtmerci,” as one word.”

Geneviève, Her Own Revolution