“There was nothing quite like honeycomb. Still warm from the sun, the hexagonal cells split under my teeth. The rich, sweet flavor slicked back over my tongue and into my cheek in a sugared burst, viscous and heady. It was summer. And summer melted ice.” NaturalSummerCureHoneycombSweetness Of Honey Book:Honey in Her Veins Source: Honey in Her Veins