“Come on, it’s an American tradition. Apple soup? Mom’s homemade chicken pie?' She chuckled in spite of herself, then winced. 'It’s apple pie and Mom’s homemade chicken soup. But you didn’t do badly, for a start.”
— L.J. Smith“Yeah, tell me I’m a bottle of single malt scotch, she thought. That’s the way to my heart.”
— L.J. Smith