In the Age of Love and Chocolate by Gabrielle Zevin Read Free Book Online

with cacao on account of cacao being banned. We were doing the best we could under the circumstances.
    “I am serious. This tastes like dirt. Cacao requires more finesse than this. She needs to be teased, to be provoked. I am here. Let me help you.” He rolled up his sleeves and put on an apron.
    He looked at Lucy. “Listen, I mean you no disrespect, but we have different ways of dealing with the cacao in Mexico. Would you mind if I showed you?”
    “I’ve been working on this drink for months,” Lucy protested. “Not to mention, I have a special diploma in Beverages and Pastries from the Culinary Institute of America. I highly doubt you’ll come up with a better recipe in an afternoon.”
    “I only want to help my friend by showing you some techniques. I’ve been working with cacao my entire life so, humbly I tell you, I know a few things.”
    Lucy stepped aside though she didn’t exactly look happy about letting Theo take over her kitchen.
    “Okay, good. Gracias. I appreciate very much you letting me use your kitchen. I need orange zest, cinnamon, brown sugar, rose hips, coconut milk…” He reeled off a long list of ingredients and the sous-chefs scrambled to get them.
    Twenty minutes later, Theo had finished mixing his attempt at the club’s signature drink. “The Theobroma,” he said. “You must get orchids to put in the glasses.”
    I sipped. The flavor was chocolaty, but not heavily so. The cacao was rich but almost in the background. Instead, what I tasted was the coconut and the citrus. It was fresh and had exactly the flavors I had craved.
    “You know, Theo, orchids aren’t exactly easy to come by here,” I said.
    Theo was staring at me. “But what do you think of the drink?”
    “It’s good. It’s really good,” I said.
    Lucy drank tentatively, but when she was done, she took off her chef’s hat to Theo. She nodded toward me. I raised my glass and said, “To the Theobroma! The signature drink of the Dark Room!”
    *   *   *
    “We have to leave in twenty minutes or we’ll be late,” I called as I ran into the apartment. I had come home to change and pick Natty up. I dropped my keys in the foyer, and then I went into the living room, where my sister sat on the couch with an older-looking boy. They must not have heard me come in and they separated as soon as they saw me, which made them seem guilty—I didn’t think they were even doing anything. Still, the sight of my little sister entertaining a gentleman companion was scandalous to say the least. “Natty, who’s your friend?”
    The boy stood up and manfully introduced himself. “I’m Pierce. I was a year behind you at Trinity actually. Natty and I have science together.”
    I narrowed my eyes at him. “Nice to see you, Pierce.” The boy was familiar and seemed friendly enough. However … though he was only one grade ahead of Natty, Pierce was much too old to be my sister’s boyfriend. I turned to Natty. “We have to leave in twenty minutes. Would you mind asking Pierce to go so that we can get ready?”
    Pierce was barely out the door when Natty turned on me. “What was that? Why were you so rude to him?”
    “Why do you think? He’s eighteen at least.”
    “Nineteen. He spent a semester working on the wells.”
    “You are fourteen. He is much too old for you, Natty.”
    “You’re being completely unfair. I’m a junior. He’s a senior.”
    “But you’re supposed to be a freshman.” She had skipped two grades.
    “I can’t help it if I’m young for my grade. And five years is nothing.”
    “Is he your boyfriend?” I asked.
    “No!” She sighed. “Yes.”
    “Natty, I forbid it. You cannot date a nineteen-year-old. He is a man, and you are still a child. And men have expectations.”
    “You forbid it?” she screamed. “You aren’t ever around. You don’t have a right to forbid me to do anything.”
    “I do, Natty. The state of New York says that I am your legal guardian, and I do actually get to