Quotes from Farrah Rochon

It's so good to see you, Daddy." "You saw me the day before yesterday." He laughed as he expertly diced bell peppers into uniform pieces. "But it's always good to see you," Tiana said. "It's something I've learned to never take for granted.

You're on Facebook, Uncle Reid?" Athens asked. "Of course he is," Liliana said. "That's where all the old people go to waste their time." "Hey,

It was a striking reminder that they all bore crosses when it came to their respective careers, some heavier than others.

Mama Odie had been willing to help both Tiana and Naveen the year before. Hopefully, she would be willing to do so again. Please. Please. Please. The strangeness of having to rely on someone else for help struck Tiana anew. She knew she was independent to a fault. She had lost count of how many times she had wasted hours---sometimes even days ---toiling away at some task or another, refusing to ask for help.

You sure, because It looks like he could be draped across a buffet table and drizzled with chocolate.

Not only did he want this for himself, but after his recent interaction with Tiana, Naveen had a burning need to show her that he, too, could prosper. Seeing how hard she worked to make her restaurant a success made him want to do the same in his job.

A small smile tipped up one corner of her mouth as she remembered that first night, and how ridiculously out of his element Naveen had been. She glanced over at him now, taking in his strong and handsome profile. He'd changed so much in the year since she'd first met him. He was no longer the spoiled little rich boy who thought he could get by on his looks and charm. Though he'd surely won her over with that charm in the end.

Are you gonna be my date tonight, or what?" A night of good food, jazz music, and the chance to see Tiana again? Naveen gave her his best smile. "What time to do we leave?

She turned her attention to Naveen, her breath catching in her throat. It was hard to believe that, at one time, she'd found him annoying. She would gladly put up with his exasperating habits if it meant they could be together.

She backed away from the boat. She started to flail in the mud, but before she could tumble backward, a set of strong arms braced around her. "I have you," Naveen said. He was so close she could feel his warm breath against her ear. Tiana did her best to ignore the goose bumps pebbling up and down her skin, but she would have had a better chance of ignoring a fireworks display taking place on her front porch.

She picked up a fork and used it to flip over the catfish fillet she'd left frying in her daddy's cast-iron skillet. It was flaky, golden, and perfect, exactly as she'd intended.

Eli was sin wrapped in dark chocolate.

I have dementia," Lucien stated. Mack couldn't have been more stunned if he'd knocked the art books off the coffee table and started breakdancing on it. She tried to speak, but nothing came out. "I

I know that I can be selfish and stubborn, but I want to be a good friend to you. The best kind of friend. Because that's the kind of friend you have always been to me." "Oh, Lottie." Tiana dropped the branch and wrapped her arms around her. "I'm glad you're here.

Back at the stove, she used a spatula to dunk the puffed-up pastries into the hot oil, making sure the edges were a warm golden brown before she scooped them out of the fryer. That was the key to making sure her beignets were crispy on the outside and pillow-soft on the inside. She plated them on one of T&J's Supper Club's signature emerald-green plates and sprinkled just the right amount of powdery confectioners' sugar on the top. Perfect.

Just like your daddy taught you to make it," he said. His big belly laugh was the sweetest sound in the world. She would have made a deal with the devil himself in exchange for hearing that sound every day.

Her daddy wrapped her up in a big bear hug and swung her around like he used to do when she was a little girl. Tiana clung to his big frame, soaking in the safety and security and love he embodied. Her throat tightened with emotions that threatened to overwhelm her. "That felt like old times, baby girl." "It felt like the best times," Tiana answered.

As much as he loved his home, it was no match for Tiana's radiance. If given the choice between being here with her or returning to his home in Maldonia, he would choose Tiana every single time.

I hope this wasn't your favorite shirt." "In fact, it was," he said. Her eyes flew to his. Before she could apologize, he smiled and said, "I'm only kidding." "You," she growled, trying to hide her smile. How could he be both endearing and insufferable at the same time?

Tiana wanted to dig in her heels--literally--as Lottie tugged on her arm, but she stood no chance when pitted against her best friend and her daddy. Instead, she braced herself for the impact of having to be near Naveen and pretend he had no effect whatsoever on her. She was no Evelyn Preer, but a few more months of this and her acting skills might get her all the way to Hollywood.

Tiana's head seemed to turn of its own accord, drawn to a scene playing out like the moving picture shows on the big screen at the Prytania Theatre.

His pulse quickened at the thought of accompanying Tiana to a ball, seeing her all dolled up in a beautiful gown. He could see her now! Actually, he could see it. Naveen squinted in confusion. Had he seen her in a ball gown already?

She and Addie Mae made quick work of the dishes and had the kitchen looking spotless in no time. Of course, it would be a mess again the next night, but that was how things worked in the restaurant business; she wouldn't have had it any other way.

Make that an H and an S for Hot Shit.