“The December days had a certain luminosity and sparkle, like frost on bare branches, alight in the morning just before it melts... how did such force and beauty come to be in something so small and fleeting and unknowable?" The Snow Child, Eowyn Ivey. Mince pies as much as snowfall are a first ...

“She set out for one of those short, plump little cakes called ‘petites madeleines,’ which look as though they had been moulded in the fluted scallop of a pilgrim’s shell." Marcel Proust, Remembrance of Things Past, Volume One Madeleines. Those perfect little buttery shell cakes made by French ...

"Alice noticed with some surprise that the pebbles were all turning into little cakes as they lay on the floor, and a bright idea came into her head. “If I eat one of these cakes,” she thought, “it’s sure to make some change in my size; and as it can’t possibly make me larger, it must make me ...