About the Book
From the RITA Award–winning author of Five Days in Skye comes a sweet, romantic treat that will leave you hungry for more.
Baker and pastry chef Melody Johansson has always believed in finding the positive in every situation, but seven years after she moved to Denver, she can’t deny that she’s stuck in a rut. One relationship after another has ended in disaster, and her classical French training is being wasted on her night job in a mediocre chain bakery. Then the charming and handsome private pilot Justin Keller lands on the doorstep of her workplace in a snowstorm, and Melody feels like it’s a sign that her luck is finally turning around.
Justin is intrigued by the lively bohemian baker, but the last thing he’s looking for is a relationship. His own romantic failures have proven that the demands of his job are incompatible with meaningful connections, and he’s already pledged his life savings to a new business venture across the country—an island air charter in Florida with his sister and brother-in-law.
Against their better judgment, Melody and Justin find themselves drawn together by their unconventional career choices and shared love of adventure. But when an unexpected windfall provides Melody with the chance to open her dream bakery-café in Denver with her best friend, chef Rachel Bishop, she’s faced with an impossible choice: stay and put down roots with the people and place she’s come to call home . . . or give it all up for the man she loves.
Excerpt
Starting on the next tub of dough gave her something to think about other than the man sitting a mere five feet away from her. She started cutting and weighing the dough. “So what kind of planes do you fly? 747s or something like that?”
“No. Not anymore. Light business jets.”
“Like for executives?”
“Executives, politicians, athletes, celebrities. I work for a fractional, so it’s different people all the time. You know, they buy a share of a particular plane so they can travel whenever they want without having to pay for the whole thing and the cost of having a crew on standby.”
“Do you enjoy it?”
“Sure.”
Melody cast a look his direction. “That didn’t sound very convincing.”
Justin chuckled and rubbed a hand through his hair. “Had you not asked me at the end of a seven-day, twenty-five-leg tour—followed by being stranded in the snow—I probably would have said yes, absolutely.”
“Okay, I guess I can give you that one. You said, ‘Not anymore.’ You used to be an airline pilot?”
“Do you always ask so many questions?”
“By my count, that’s only three.”
“Five.” He ticked off on his fingers. “What kind of planes? 747s? Executives? Do I enjoy it? And did I used to be an airline pilot?”
Melody rolled her eyes, but she laughed. “You must be fun at parties. Answer the question.”
“I flew for a regional 121 operator out of Texas for a while . . . one of the smaller companies that code-shares with the majors.”
“And you left because . . . “
He shook his head, like he realized he wasn’t going to get out of the conversation. “The pay wasn’t great and the schedule sucked. I flew twenty-four days out of the month, which meant I usually stayed in hotels twenty of those. Now I work eighteen days a month for more money, and even though there’s a lot of waiting around for passengers, I actually get to fly instead of babysit autopilot.”
“You seem pretty young to be a pilot.”
“You seem pretty young to be a baker.”
“How old should a baker be?”
“I don’t know. But they shouldn’t be young and stunning.”
Heat rose to Melody’s cheeks before she could control it. “Are you hitting on me?”
“If I were trying to hit on you, you wouldn’t have to ask.” He caught her gaze, his expression dead serious. Just when she feared she wouldn’t be able to breathe again, his mouth widened into a grin.
The flush eased when she realized he was just teasing her. “You’re terrible.”
“I’m honest.” He hopped off the stool. “Is it okay if I get more coffee?”
“Help yourself.” She let out a long exhale when he left the room. That guy was dangerous. He was gorgeous and he knew it. He had a sexy job and he knew it . . . even if he pretended to be blasè about it.
Pretty much the sort of guy she was always attracted to and lived to regret. In fact, the more attracted to a man she was, the worse off she knew she’d be at the end when the relationship imploded like a popped soufflè.
Judging from the little quivers she felt in his presence, a mere twenty minutes after their first meeting, this one was a heartbreaker.Taken from Brunch at Bittersweet Cafè by Carla Laureano. Copyright © 2019.
Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved.
Review
Oh my word. I think I put on five kilos just reading this book, and the romance was even more delicious than the food. But this story was so much more than a light and fluffy endorphin stimulant. These characters had some tough choices before them and had to ask themselves: Which regret can you live with? And which one would tear you apart? I can tell you how 999,999 contemporary romances would have answered those questions, but this story was the one-in-a-million that turned those answers on their heads and went deeper, bringing the story to a conclusion that set it apart as a loaf of hand-crafted artisan bread in a world full of supermarket sandwich loaves.
But I’m not going to lie to you; Melody and Justin made this book. I was hooked from the minute Justin knocked on the bakery door two pages in. They had such incredibly natural chemistry, and Carla Laureano not only knows how to get the most out of every last scrumptious drop, she also knows how to make it rich and emotionally satisfying without becoming sickly sweet. Never mind that all of that only made Justin and Melody’s dilemma more agonising!
I also need to mention the secondary characters, who added so much to this novel. In many ways, this was a story about family and friendship as much as it was a romance. But I could gush about this book for ages, when really, you just need to read it for yourself. Go and get a copy now!
I received a copy of this novel from the publisher. This has not influenced the content of my review, which is my honest and unbiased opinion.
Guest Post from Carla Laureano
Confessions of An Erstwhile Baker
Like most females, baking is encoded somewhere deep down in my DNA. Call it nature or call it nurture, but at the earliest age, I figured out that the cute boy in my English class would talk to me if it involved chocolate chip cookies. Got my heart broken or had a friend betray me? I grabbed the mixing bowl and went for the brownies (even better if they’re served à la mode.) My friend was having a birthday? I made a cake drowned in pounds of buttercream.
I quickly graduated from the boxed mixes to the real thing when I got married and had a kitchen large enough to roll out dough. I would comb magazines for the best recipes and spend my weekends trying them out. I quickly became known for bringing beautifully iced Christmas cookies and delicious homemade cakes to work.
Then my husband and I moved our young family from Los Angeles to Denver, a relocation that was about 1000 miles northeast and 5000 feet up. Suddenly, every recipe I’d perfected in the previous eight years failed. Cookies burned to crisps, cakes fell, and don’t get me started on candy making. Gradually, I adapted my recipes (my beloved never-fail Toll House recipe took eight tries to get right) and even became an avid artisan bread-baker.
Then disaster. Or at least, what a baker would consider a disaster. After developing chronic health problems, I discovered that among other things, I was sensitive to gluten. The horror! In order to heal, I turned to the paleo diet, which eliminates all grains (there goes most gluten free recipes) and all processed sugars (there goes everything else). I’ve tried baking paleo-style, and while I can now make cakes that even my gluten-fiend family enjoy, it’s just not the same.
So what’s a once-obsessive baker do when she can’t eat her creations? She bakes for other people and goes on faith that they actually taste good… considering she can’t taste them herself.
It struck me that there was a spiritual lesson in that, and an obvious tie to Brunch at Bittersweet Café, which deals in large part with Melody’s faith journey. There are times when we have no idea if things are working out the way they’re supposed to, in which case we just have to trust the “recipe” and the input of friends and family who love us. Sometimes our instincts tell us when we’re off track, and sometimes we need that outside nudge from our “taste-testers” to put us back on course.
In any case, what Melody and I have in common is that we both bake to show our love for the people around us. And the process of baking my favorites, even knowing that I can’t enjoy them myself, can still be a selfless way to show people they’re important to me.
Fortunately, macarons, which happen to be made with almond flour, are still on the menu.
About the Author
Carla Laureano is the RITA® Award-winning author of contemporary inspirational romance and Celtic fantasy (as C.E. Laureano). A graduate of Pepperdine University, she worked as a sales and marketing executive for nearly a decade before leaving corporate life behind to write fiction full-time. She currently lives in Denver with her husband and two sons, where she writes during the day and cooks things at night.
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Giveaway
To celebrate her tour, Carla is giving away a grand prize package of a macaron baking mat, a macaron book, and a paperback copy of Brunch at Bittersweet Cafè!!
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I loved every yummy minute of this book. I was sorry it had ended.
This book sounds fantabulous! I’d love to have a live-in cook to make all the yummy recipes I read about!
It is, Winnie! And I’d love to have a live-in cook, even if their cooking was only half as fancy!
OH!MY! Sounds like a scrumptious story!