Deborah Garner > Quotes

“Mist’s first passion, long before her love for cuisine took flight. She still thought fondly of evenings in front of her easel, the Pacific Ocean’s surf in the background, the glow of the moon across its surface. Those enchanted times, after hours working on the deck of an ocean side restaurant, had formed the bridge between her love of painting and her love of cooking. She would blend mustard and grape seed oil during the afternoon and mustard-hued oil paint at night, satisfied at the end of the day with the balance the two art forms created in her life. “Mist, dear, are you out there?” Mist followed the voice, moving into the kitchen, where she found Betty sliding a spatula between a sheet of wax paper and several rows of glazed”
― Deborah Garner, Mistletoe at Moonglow

“Behind her, the glow of the hotel’s fireplace mixed with the aroma of nuts cooking in a cinnamon glaze. Although it was”
― Deborah Garner, Mistletoe at Moonglow

“Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they’re not after you.”
― Deborah Garner, Cranberry Bluff

“AUNT MAGGIE’S CRANBERRY COTTAGE COOKBOOK Cranberry”
― Deborah Garner, Cranberry Bluff

“It was an old, unoriginal trick, but a hot shower and spiffy outfit were a better cure for the blues than sweats and cookies.”
― Deborah Garner, The Moonglow Cafe

“only”
― Deborah Garner, Above the Bridge

“closed”
― Deborah Garner, Three Silver Doves

“to each his own,”
― Deborah Garner, Cranberry Bluff

“bearing a sign across the top that announced”
― Deborah Garner, Above the Bridge

“creamer to her coffee and watched Molly place”
― Deborah Garner, Cranberry Bluff

“Meaning the past redefines itself over time,” Bryce said. “What we remember isn’t always accurate.”
― Deborah Garner, Cranberry Bluff

“It’s just part of the job. If I trust anyone completely, I rule out options. Once that happens, I risk overlooking possibilities,”
― Deborah Garner, Cranberry Bluff

“Kindness, a lost art. Patience, even more elusive. City life in all its undesirable glory.”
― Deborah Garner, The Moonglow Cafe

“risk and danger and challenge – all varieties of her favorite drug: adrenalin.”
― Deborah Garner, Cranberry Bluff

“The varying colors of the food, the textures and flavors of the sauces and, ultimately, the presentation of the final dishes, became her art.”
― Deborah Garner, The Moonglow Cafe

“John Colter,”
― Deborah Garner, Above the Bridge

“area recently, buying”
― Deborah Garner, Above the Bridge

“Pollo con Mole?”
― Deborah Garner, Three Silver Doves

“what we remember isn’t the complete picture. Our memory holds onto what it wants to and discards the rest.”
― Deborah Garner, Cranberry Bluff

“Vines and Tines carried such distinctive and whimsical merchandise that Sadie came close to forgetting the actual purpose of her visit. A sleek, teak table held a setting for an elegant, upscale dinner; a floral arrangement of ivory roses and bursts of dark red berries matched the silk placemats. An ornate silver wine holder encircled a bottle of Tremiato Pinot Noir, the rich color of the wine echoing the deep colors embedded in the centerpiece, almost as if the berries had been infused with the wine itself. Business cards from a local event planner formed a tiny fan on one corner of the table. Instinctively, Sadie leaned forward to smell the flowers, realizing halfway there that her nose was likely to run into silk. To her surprise, the roses were real.”
― Deborah Garner, A Flair for Chardonnay

“Some days she felt like a coward. Other days she felt she’d made a smart decision.”
― Deborah Garner, Cranberry Bluff

“Unusual is good. It opens up our minds. It’s like life, full of unexpected discoveries.”
― Deborah Garner, Mistletoe at Moonglow

“cross him, he wasn’t about to let him get away with it. He was going to need a way to hide information from Frank now, but without it seeming suspicious. If he could keep two searches going – one the actual track he was on and another, a false one, to report to Frank - that could work to throw him off. And considering Frank was unaware that Jake suspected he was up to something, Jake was at an advantage, something he owed to Paige. Thinking of this brought Paige to mind. He’d noticed her even before the awkward run-in at the library. She’d been at the Blue Sky Café one morning, sitting in the far corner with her morning coffee, or one of those trendy coffee drinks that were so popular now. Writing in a journal of sorts, she hadn’t appeared to see him from across the room. But a pretty, new girl in town was hard to miss.  He’d looked away before she could notice and had made a point of not looking back again, even when he walked out the door. Women were always trouble of one kind or another. Even when she bumped into him at the library he’d resisted the urge to talk to her more, though the temptation to ask her out for coffee or perhaps even dinner had crossed his mind at the time. Now that she was somehow connected to this whole situation, he was worried. It might not be enough to just keep his distance. She was clearly the determined sort, not the type to give up on anything easily. He was going to have to keep an eye on her now, to make sure she didn’t cause problems with his plans. In addition, he realized he was starting to feel concerned for her safety, as well as his own. It didn’t sound like Frank and Maddie were aware”
― Deborah Garner, Above the Bridge

“Sadie hopped in the car, twisting the key in the ignition and checking her makeup in the visor's mirror at the same time. Not enough eye shadow, she mused. Or maybe just a brighter shade... She'd pick up a festive color when she had a chance. “What do you think, Coco?” Sadie reached into the tote bag and pulled out the squirming ball of fluff, holding Coco up against her face so they could look in the mirror together. “C’mon, now, one yip for an exotic color around the eyes, two yips for brighter lipstick.” Instead of yipping an answer, the Yorkie gave Sadie’s cheek a canine kiss. Sadie reciprocated with a pat on the head. “I know, Coco, you love me just as I am. I feel the same way. Besides, I don’t think you’d care for lipstick unless it tasted like peanut butter.” Sadie adjusted the velvet pillow in the tote bag, placed the dog back inside and adjusted the seatbelt harness that held the bag in place. “Let’s go check out this inn of Tina’s. What do you say to that?” She smiled at the immediate yip of approval. It was rare she didn’t gain Coco’s enthusiasm when the word “go” turned up anywhere in a sentence.”
― Deborah Garner, A Flair for Chardonnay

“have watched the ever-changing shapes for”
― Deborah Garner, Hutchins Creek Cache

“We gain nothing by looking at 'what if' instead of simply looking at what is.”
― Deborah Garner, The Moonglow Cafe