If there is any part of the house that I will readily avoid if I am given the chance, it will be the kitchen. But after I got married, I knew that sooner or later I would conquer my fears and be brave enough to learn how to cook real food and not just instant noodles.
Hi everyone, Welcome to my stop of the blog tour for Chrissie Peria’s latest novella, The Kitchen When It Sizzles.
Olivia Nadal is an almost perfect girl with an almost perfect life. She has stunning good looks, an exciting job that pays well, men lining up to date her, and a homey little condo she calls her own. The only thing keeping her from perfection is her utter inability to cook.Enter Nate Olivarez, a hotshot chef who’s filling in for Olivia’s cooking instructor. Sparks fly when they meet, but a fling with the visiting hottie is the last thing Olivia needs. But as things keep heating up in the kitchen, she can’t help but wonder. Can things work out between her and Nate? Or is the sizzle all set to fizzle?
“Morning,” she smiled shyly, sauntering up to the island counter-style breakfast nook in the kitchen. Nate had been busy, it seemed, judging by the plate of bacon, eggs, freshly brewed coffee, and some kind of French toast he was assembling. Seeing him again, and at the scene of the crime even, brought a splash of color to her cheeks.
“I hope you don’t mind that I raided your pantry,” he said, flipping the French toast.
“No worries. Although I don’t remember still having any bread left,” she wondered out aloud.
“I stepped out to grab some. Remember that Belgian bread guy I introduced you to at the market? I remembered he lives four buildings down. I raided his place for some brioche,” he explained, waving the loaf near her nose. “You can smell just how buttery it is, can’t you?”
“Uh-hmmm…” she agreed. Everything looked and smelled wonderful. “What are you cooking, anyway?”
“The best French toast you will ever try,” he announced. “Bacon and cheese sandwiched in brioche then dipped in egg, milk and butter. Cooked in more butter. Butter is our friend, after all. Then drizzled with real maple syrup. None of that maple-flavored shit.”
(Now, if that doesn’t make you feel hungry, I don’t know what will.)
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