" Looks delicious," he lied. "A mite crispy along the edges - but then, I like it that way."

Incredulous eyes met his own. "You like your potatoes burned?"

Ah, so he'd been right about that. If he could still recognize what it was she'd cooked, then surely he could eat it. "

― Tracy Anne Warren , The Wife Trap (The Trap Trilogy, #2)