I want bacon. Bad. The opening lines of this story really heightened my senses. I could smell the aromas in the kitchen, feel the main character's relief at a much needed break from the rush at her father's diner.
I don't know why but I love stories with focus on foods, diners, cafes and such. Not a huge fan of some of the language this one uses though.
I don't know why but I love stories with focus on foods, diners, cafes and such. Not a huge fan of some of the language this one uses though.