Chapter 344

Helena loved Cantrallese desserts, and she knew exactly which ones were the best. Matilda had once mentioned that Helena lived in Eastmere for a while before marrying her husband and moving with him to Belvery. Helena said, "Sure, but these days, it's hard to find truly authentic Cantrallese pastries. Back then, they were made fresh and pushed around on little carts. If you wanted the ones you liked, you had to snatch them before they were gone. "Now, I hear that most of them are pre-made, so the taste just isn't the same." Tristan said, "Then, let's go to The Grand Garden. They've just brought in an incredible Cantrallese chef. Everyone who's been there has been raving about it." "Then, we have to try it." In truth, it had been Tristan's idea to bring in that chef. The last time he'd brought Helena to The Grand Garden, she had said their orange-glazed ribs reminded her of the Cantrallese dishes she used to have and mentioned how much she missed that taste. So, Tristan had Etha