Charcuterie Board Quotes

I’d written the note while Elwin prepared the charcuterie board and Lucien waited in the pavilion area to scoop up Alexandra when she was done. It was the most daunting task I’d ever faced, trying to find the proper words to convey just how much she meant to us. Our garbage can was full of torn and crumpled up balls of paper with ink stains of words that just didn’t make the cut. After Elwin told me to stop forcing it, though, telling me to read it out loud as I wrote it, it came effortlessly. It was a little embarrassing at first, reading such intimate words out loud, but he didn’t judge—only encouraged and praised

taking a small piece of the Parmesan that I have broken into craggy shards on the small wooden board I've laid out, with a wedge of triple-crème Délice de Bourgogne Brie, some nuts and dried fruits, a homemade quince and plum membrillo paste, and some tiny little German wild boar sausages that I've been hoarding since my trip to Berlin last year.

I'll eat your charcuterie board, Susie. And that's not a euphemism. Yeah, but you already like me. I was trying to suck up to your mother.

I've learned from past mistakes that you should never own something as fun as a charcuterie board and save it for "special occasions," because it's highly like that the people you saved it for will somehow end up not having been worth it in the long run. Then, you'll just end up lamenting all the missed opportunities you had to enjoy the things all by yourself.