A hilarious and heartwarming tale, perfect for fans of Marian Keyes, Sophie Kinsella and Cecelia Ahern.
The tea house on Mulberry Street in Belfast hasn't changed much over the years. But it's full of people who are hoping to . . .
Owner Daniel Stanley might make the most glorious deserts in the whole of Ireland, but he won't support his wife Penny's desire to have at least one bun in the oven.
Sadie finds refuge from her diet and her husband's infidelity in Daniel's famous cherry cheesecake.
Struggling artist Brenda is dreaming of a better life.
Clare returns home from twenty years in New York, still cherishing the memory of the one night she truly loved - and lost.
And Penny herself discovers a secret from the past - and a handsome estate agent very much in her present.
They all want their lives to change - but are they willing to face the consequences? And the possibility that you might not always be able to have your cake - and eat it . . .
Praise for Sharon Owens:
'Maeve Binchey meets Joanna Trollope . . . Gives you a warm glow like a nice cup of tea' Irish Independent
'It made me refuse nights out in favour of curling up on the couch . . . dreaming of mouth-watering delights the book so vividly describes' Cecelia Ahern
'A lovely heart-warming tale brimming with entertaininng twists and turns' Heat ****
'A real page-turner' Company *****
A dilapidated tea house in Belfast, Ireland, is second home to a handful of down-in-the-dumps locals in this flat-footed debut, a bestseller in Owens's native Ireland. Brought together by a common fondness for Muldoon's Tea Rooms and the establishment's luscious cherry cheesecake the members of the motley cast have little else in common. Occupying center stage are the shop owners, Daniel and Penny Stanley, whose very different dreams threaten their 17-year marriage. Penny longs for beautiful things and exotic vacations, but Daniel pinches pennies and worries over a long-held secret. Then there are the regulars starving artist Brenda Brown, who believes her boring name is holding her back in the art world and spends her time penning love letters to Nicolas Cage; wealthy bookshop owner Henry Blackstaff, who escapes his imperious Bront -loving wife to spy on Rose, the florist across from the tea house; and magazine editor Clare Fitzgerald, who returns from New York periodically to search for her lost childhood love. Owens strives to craft rounded characters with weaknesses and flaws Daniel is revealed to be a former petty thief; Brenda makes an unexpected decision about her blossoming career but manages only to create disjointed figures whose motives are hard to credit. Even Belfast is a pallid presence, little more than a stagy backdrop for this unsatisfying medley of tales.