French Kissing in New York
(Sprache: Englisch)
Margot, a seventeen-year-old aspiring chef, moves from France to New York to follow her dreams, but things become complicated when she meets Zach, a fellow chef, and is torn between chasing her dream or her dream boy.
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Margot, a seventeen-year-old aspiring chef, moves from France to New York to follow her dreams, but things become complicated when she meets Zach, a fellow chef, and is torn between chasing her dream or her dream boy.
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Chapter OneA year later
I ve been dreaming about this forever, but I m still a little stunned that it s happening. I m in New York. I live here now. This is real. This is weird. This is . . . amazing.
The airport terminal looks like a city-sized shopping mall, with everything from luxury brands to coffee shops lining the halls, and so many people. More people than I feel I ve seen in my entire life. In my earbuds, Taylor Swift sings an anthem I ve selected for this very moment, the upbeat melody drowning out the cacophony of the terminal. Welcome to New York! It s been waiting for you.
Not as much as I ve been waiting for it.
After going through customs, I m looking for the signs for baggage claim, when my heart stops. At the end of the conveyor belt, there s a tall guy with blond hair, square shoulders, and skinny legs. I immediately recognize him as the one. The one I ve been thinking about nonstop, the one I meet every night in my dreams, the one and only Zach.
Our meeting is in just two days, but right this minute I feel sweaty, my skin dried from the air-conditioning on the plane, my breath stale from the gross industrial food. It s not at all how I hoped our reunion would go after a whole year of fantasizing about it, but I have no choice. Zach is here now. So.
I zigzag past the other passengers between us, and before the nerves get to me, I put on my best smile and tap him on the shoulder. He turns around. I stare at him, my brain a little slow to process reality. This is not Zach. In fact, he doesn t look anything like Zach. Up close, he s not even blond. I made this up in my head. Silently cursing, I blame the jet lag.
Um, yeah? He sounds annoyed.
I have to say something now. Hi! Do you know when our suitcases are coming out? My dad s waiting for me.
The guy opens his eyes wide and, without responding, points a finger at the screen above the conveyor belt. The one everyone has been looking at, which
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indicates the exact time four minutes from now when our luggage will start feeding out onto the belt.
Perfect! I say extra-cheerful. Deep down I m mortified. I m going to text him!
My cheeks burning, I fall back into the crowd. How many minutes is two days?
All is forgotten when I spot Papa s and Miguel s happy faces beaming back at me from just outside the sliding doors to the terminal. Papa throws his arms in the air in a motion that I think is supposed to be a wave but that actually makes him look like a blown-up marionette shimmying in the wind, the kind you see outside used-car dealerships on American TV.
As soon as I m within reach, we give each other la bise one kiss on each cheek, the French way. Then, he pulls me into an American hug. That s what he always told me as a child: when you have two cultures, you get to have the best of everything. Sometimes that means double of a good thing, like a toasted cheese sandwich on a baguette. Or tarte aux pommes with crust on top, which, yes, I know, is just apple pie.
Papa s boyfriend I mean, his fiancé, Miguel hugs and kisses me: he s learning fast.
Papa has lived in Manhattan most of his life. He visits his company s headquarters a wine distributor in Paris several times a year for work, and spends most of his vacation time hanging out with us in France. Miguel has even tagged along a few times. I ve never had the opportunity to visit them in New York . . . until now.
Miguel hands me an oiled paper box marked DOUGH. Your dad wanted to bring welcome balloons, he says,
Perfect! I say extra-cheerful. Deep down I m mortified. I m going to text him!
My cheeks burning, I fall back into the crowd. How many minutes is two days?
All is forgotten when I spot Papa s and Miguel s happy faces beaming back at me from just outside the sliding doors to the terminal. Papa throws his arms in the air in a motion that I think is supposed to be a wave but that actually makes him look like a blown-up marionette shimmying in the wind, the kind you see outside used-car dealerships on American TV.
As soon as I m within reach, we give each other la bise one kiss on each cheek, the French way. Then, he pulls me into an American hug. That s what he always told me as a child: when you have two cultures, you get to have the best of everything. Sometimes that means double of a good thing, like a toasted cheese sandwich on a baguette. Or tarte aux pommes with crust on top, which, yes, I know, is just apple pie.
Papa s boyfriend I mean, his fiancé, Miguel hugs and kisses me: he s learning fast.
Papa has lived in Manhattan most of his life. He visits his company s headquarters a wine distributor in Paris several times a year for work, and spends most of his vacation time hanging out with us in France. Miguel has even tagged along a few times. I ve never had the opportunity to visit them in New York . . . until now.
Miguel hands me an oiled paper box marked DOUGH. Your dad wanted to bring welcome balloons, he says,
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Autoren-Porträt von Anne-Sophie Jouhanneau
Anne-Sophie Jouhanneau
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Anne-Sophie Jouhanneau
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 12 Jahre
- 2023, 336 Seiten, Masse: 14,1 x 20,9 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Delacorte Press
- ISBN-10: 0593173619
- ISBN-13: 9780593173619
- Erscheinungsdatum: 04.01.2023
Sprache:
Englisch
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Praise for French Kissing in New York:"It took all of two paragraphs for me to fall head-over-heels in love with this story. Naive, plucky Margot was perfection, New York City brimmed loud and clear from the pages, and I absolutely adored the love story. I ll be thinking about this one for a while." Jenna Evans Welch, New York Times bestselling author of Love & Gelato
"A witty and charming romance novel set against New York s bustling restaurant scene. French Kissing in New York will leave you breathless it is mwah *chef s kiss.*" Emiko Jean, New York Times bestselling author of Reese's Book Club pick Tokyo Ever After
"A delicious romance." Kirkus
"A cheery romance perfect for foodies and hopeful romantics alike." PW
"Fans of Emily in Paris and Dash & Lily will enjoy this light, romantic romp around the Big Apple." SLJ
Praise for Kisses and Croissants:
Will leave you smiling, swooning, and desperate to visit Paris! Katharine McGee, New York Times bestselling author of American Royals
Watched Emily in Paris and want more romance, pastries, and Paris? Kisses and Croissants is the one for you. The Nerd Daily
"[An] enchanting confection." Popsugar
Sweet and romantic! San Francisco Book Review,
"Paris simply shines." SLJ
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