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Reservations for Two: A Novel of Fresh Flavors and New Horizons (Two Blue Doors, Band 2) - Softcover

Buch 2 von 3: Two Blue Doors

Manton Lodge, Hillary

 
9780307731777: Reservations for Two: A Novel of Fresh Flavors and New Horizons (Two Blue Doors, Band 2)
Softcover
ISBN 10: 0307731774 ISBN 13: 9780307731777
Verlag: PRH Christian Publishing, 2015

Inhaltsangabe

A culinary concoction of taking chances and finding love in the most delectable places
 
Food writer-turned-restaurateur Juliette D’Alisa has more than enough on her plate. While her trip to Provence might have unlocked new answers to her grandmother’s past, it’s also provided new complications in the form of Neil McLaren, the man she can’t give up.
 
Juliette and Neil find romance simple as they travel through Provence and Tuscany together, but life back home presents a different set of challenges. Juliette has a restaurant to open, a mother combating serious illness, and a family legacy of secrets to untangle – how does Neil, living so far away in Memphis, fit into to her life?
 
As she confronts an uncertain future, Juliette can’t help but wish that life could be as straightforward as her chocolate chip cookie recipe. Can her French grandmother’s letters from the 1940’s provide wisdom to guide her present? Or will every new insight create a fresh batch of mysteries?

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Hillary Manton Lodge is the author of A Table by the Window, Plain Jayne, a Carol Award Finalist, and Simply Sara, an ECPA Bestselling book. A graduate of the University of Oregon's School of Journalism, Hillary discovered the world of cuisine during an internship at Northwest Palate Magazine. A storyteller at heart, in her free time she enjoys experimenting in the kitchen, watching foreign films, and exploring her most recent hometown of Portland, Oregon. She shares her home with her husband, Danny, and their Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, Shiloh.

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Chapter 1

While there is tea, there is hope.—Arthur Wing Pinero

The Provençal breeze tousled the ends of my hair as I tried to organize my thoughts. “I’m beginning to figure out what I want,” I told Neil, my voice echoing slightly over the cell connection.

“Oh?”

“When you hang up and listen to the message I was leaving, you’ll hear all about it.”

He chuckled, and my heart squeezed in my chest. Neil McLaren had the best laugh I’d ever heard—low and warm. If I closed my eyes, I could see the way his eyes crinkled at the corners, the way his lips turned up.

Not that I’d gotten to spend that much time looking at his eyes during our on-again, off-again long-distance relationship, but his short visit to Portland had left a lasting impression.

It was a laugh I never thought I’d hear again.

“You want me to hang up?” he asked.

“Nope, never.”

“So why don’t you tell me what you want?”

I shrugged and looked out onto the lavender waving in the breeze. “I want the impossible. I want my job at the restaurant, and I want to be with you.”

“Cool.”

“Cool?” I lifted an eyebrow. “What are you, fifteen?”

Neil sighed. “Sometimes I feel like it.”

“The restaurant—I gave up my job, my normal, stable-ish job at the paper to open this restaurant with my brother. I’ve always, always wanted to run a restaurant, and I’m not ready to give that up.”

“I wouldn’t want that for you.”

“But—,” I started, ready to remind him that he worked in Memphis and that instantaneous travel remained a figment of Star Trek’s imagination.

“Here’s the thing,” Neil said, interrupting me. “I have vacation days I haven’t taken because all I’ve done for the last few years is work. I have thousands of frequent flyer miles built up, just sitting around.”

“Aiming to get your name on the side of a plane?”

“Not yet. I’d rather use them. And I’m at a good place to pause at work. Do you want company?”

All of my counterarguments about work, travel, and romance dissolved in an instant. “What?”

“I’ll fly out there. You want us to be together? So do I, and spending time in Europe doesn’t sound so bad.”

“It’s not a vacation,” I told him. “It’s a trip to see family, when I’m not meeting with investors or poking around in my grandmother’s history—though I suppose that’s still family related. There will be family dinners and people with opinions. And if you decide to come with me to Italy, those opinions will get even louder.”

“Do you want me to come?”

“Yes, but—”

“Then I’ll see you there.”

I snorted. “You don’t even know where I am.”

“I know you’re at Chateau de l’Abeille. I also know how to use Google.”

“Well . . . fine. Be all smart like that.”

“I love you, Juliette. I want you to know that.”

Joy blossomed inside my heart. “I love you, Neil.”

“Guess what?”

“What?”

“I’ll see you soon.”

From: Letizia Adessi, ladessi@cucinadiletizia.it
To: Me, jdalisa@twobluedoors.com

Ciao, Juliette!

Can’t wait to see you! You must remind me when you are arriving on the train. Nonno and the rest of the family are delighted to see you, though we’re very sad that your parents won’t be able to make the journey. How is your mother? And when does your new restaurant open?

Letizia


From: Me, jdalisa@twobluedoors.com
To: Letizia, ladessi@cucinadiletizia.it

Dear Letizia—

Looking forward to seeing you as well! I’ll be a few days with my mother’s cousin here in Provence, then planning to take the train to Rome. I have a few scheduled meetings with suppliers for the restaurant, but the rest of my time is all yours. The plan is still to travel together to Montalcino for Nonno’s party, yes?

My parents are doing okay for the time being. Mom’s cancer was diagnosed at stage three, so she’s had surgery as well as chemo, with radiation planned next. With my mom’s health we’re hopeful, but the doctors have warned us that ovarian cancer is usually chronic, and never really goes into remission. But we have hope.

My father is having a difficult time, but he’s a wonderful caretaker, and the rest of us are filling the gaps as we can, both at home and at D’Alisa & Elle. Business is doing okay at the restaurant, at least.

The preparations at Two Blue Doors (the new restaurant) are going well—we’re looking to open on July 25th. It’s been a few years since his last restaurant closed, so Nico’s excited to have his own place again, though if he changes the menu one more time, I might have to murder him (just kidding—they’re always great changes. He really is a talented chef. It’s just that the ordering budget is something Nico views as an abstract idea, rather than a hard and fast set of numbers).

I’ve been living above the restaurant in the apartment, along with my friend Clementine, who’s the pastry–chef that’s been fun, and waking up to pastry experiments has been lovely. With everything on my to-do list for the opening, I haven’t had time to miss working at the newspaper, though I do wish I saw work friends more often.

I just got to Montagnac, where I’ll be staying with my mother’s cousin Sandrine, her husband Auguste, and my great-aunt Cécile for a few days. It’s a lovely spot—the family chateau where my grandmother was raised and my mother grew up. Now it’s an inn as well as a lavender farm—Sandrine and Auguste run the place. I’ll be sure to take pictures to share. And if my plans shift at all, I’ll let you know as soon as possible. There are a couple variables here (one in particular) that I’m not entirely sure about.

Can’t wait to see you! Is there anything I can bring from here for Nonno’s party? Give my love to everyone!

Juliette


I spent the next thirty-six hours expecting to get a phone call, an e-mail, or a carrier pigeon telling me that it wasn’t going to work out, that Neil wouldn’t make it for any number of wholly practical reasons.

There was no denying the chemistry we’d felt when we were together, but the distance had taken its toll, and we’d broken up.

But now we were back together, or as together as two people who had broken up over the phone and gotten back together over the phone could be. Our breakup before my flight to France still felt fresh—fresh enough that I expected news that Neil had come to his senses more than I expected the man himself.

As the hours passed, though, my phone didn’t buzz with a text or e-mail revealing that he’d changed his mind, that some immunology crisis had emerged, that an unexpected summer tornado had hit Memphis.

And I knew, because I’d checked.

Instead, I was setting the table for lunch when I saw a moving cloud of dust come down the long road toward the chateau.

“Either that’s the German guests who haven’t checked in yet,” said my cousin Sandrine, watching the window from over my...

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Verlag
PRH Christian Publishing
Erscheinungsdatum
2015
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
0307731774
ISBN 13 
9780307731777
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Anzahl der Seiten
320
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