“The rest of life was just waiting, waiting to go back to the Pudding. It was as if the lights were always on at the Pudding and off everywhere else. But those lights were soft, and the gentle, impressionistic shadows they shed on the dining room were always in the most delicate palette of peach, rose, and pinkish cream.” HomeRestaurantLights Book:Charlotte Au Chocolat: Memories of a Restaurant Girlhood Source: Charlotte Au Chocolat: Memories of a Restaurant Girlhood
“But worse, it was a new apartment. We both knew that, in New England, old was better. Old was cozy; old, like our farmhouse, like the Pudding, had magic and charm.” HomeNew EnglandCozy Book:Charlotte Au Chocolat: Memories of a Restaurant Girlhood Source: Charlotte Au Chocolat: Memories of a Restaurant Girlhood