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“She takes a final bite of the ugly, messed-up tart she saved, then swipes her finger through a glob of curd left on the plate. It tastes like spring rain, the summer before pastry school, mint-tea afternoons with her mother, and mulch from her father's peony gardens.” — Jennifer Gold
She takes a final bite of the ugly, messed-up tart she saved, then swipes her finger through a glob of curd left on the plate. It tastes like spring rain, the summer before pastry school, mint-tea afternoons with her mother, and mulch from her father's peony gardens.