Aug 24 2017 1:00pm

Food Is Love: How I Got Married Over a Sandwich

Crossing the Line by Kimberly Kincaid

Today we're thrilled to host Kimberly Kincaid (Crossing the Line) on Heroes and Heartbreakers. Kimberly knows a thing or two about food and love—after all, she knew her husband was the one after he made her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Kimberly is here today to talk about her story (it's super adorable) and also about how food is an expression of love in romance novels too. Thanks, Kimberly!

I married my husband for a PB&J. Which says a lot about both my feelings for food and my husband’s mad, mad culinary skills, but I’m here to tell y’all this was no ordinary PB&J. This was a full-on comfort food experience after I’d had an epically hideous day that involved 120 eighth-grade students, a $900 car repair bill when I had $1200 to my name, and a torrential rain storm that you can bet your bottom dollar I got stuck in and soaked by.

I needed something to remind me that good things did, in fact, exist in the universe. I needed to feel comfort. Care. Maybe a little love.

Enter the PB&J.

Not any old sandwich, this thing. Mmm mmm, no. Mr. K took two slices of pillowy potato bread (our last ones, if memory serves) and toasted them to perfection. Then he buttered them—because, like bacon, a lot of the world’s problems can be solved with butter—covered one side with just the right amount of grape jelly, and the other with a perfect layer of crunchy peanut butter, and voila. My universe shifted. As I ate that sandwich with reckless abandon and fought myself from licking the plate, I said to myself, “Self, you are so gonna marry that guy someday.”

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And I knew it all because of that PB&J.

Crazy as that sounds, hear me out. There are plenty of examples of this sort of swoony food lust out there in romancelandia! Case in point: Kate Meader’s Remy DuPre, the hockey-God hero of Irresistible You. See, Remy’s the sort of guy who knows his heroine, Harper, better than she thinks. The usual roses-and-champagne route would make workaholic Harper scoff. So what does Remy to do win her affection and break through her ultra-tough exterior? Why he takes over the kitchen at the local sports bar and sends her culinary treasures like muffuletta sandwiches for dinner every night. As one does. 

See, Meader’s hero Remy knows the way to a woman’s heart is, in fact, through her stomach. And what heroine Harper discovers is that the sharing-is-caring of even simple meals can be a fast path to wanting to make some heat that doesn’t just stay in the kitchen.

This whole food-is-love thing isn’t just limited to books, and it’s also not limited to passionate love (although come on, y’all. Do I have to even bring up 9 ½ Weeks? I don’t, right? It’s like the unspoken kitchen sexytimes gold standard) Take, for example, the movie No Reservations, with Aaron Eckert and Catherine Zeta-Jones. Chef Kate’s world is turned upside down by the loss of her sister and the sudden guardianship of her niece, Zoe. But when her sous chef (who she decidedly detests even though, hello, he’s not just annoying but annoyingly gorgeous) makes headway with Zoe by getting the young girl to eat, Kate realizes that food isn’t just sustenance, nor is it only a vehicle for her blockbuster career. It’s a bridge to our emotions, a way to bring us closer in ways we might not even realize we need.

There’s also a fantastic food-seduction scene in the movie that involves secret recipes and blindfolded taste-testing. Because you needed another reason to love Aaron Eckert, right?

Lastly, I’d be remiss if I didn’t throw one of my own hero/heroine couplings into the mix here. In my latest book, Crossing the Line, hero Eli has worked on his family farm for his whole life even though his true career passion lies elsewhere. He’s admittedly a bit prickly about the whole thing, so when big-city photographer Scarlett comes to his tiny town and rocks his composure, they (naturally) butt heads. Eli makes a move that lands him in hot water with Scarlett, but once he realizes it, he knows a standard-issue apology isn’t going to cut it. So what’s a born-and-bred country boy to do?

Make a vegan breakfast burrito, that’s what. Even though Eli’s the sort of guy to call bacon a food group, he figures out how to cater to Scarlett’s culinary preferences in order to apologize. Of course, he gives up a verbal “I’m sorry” to go with it, but it’s the fact that Eli has used food to express his emotion that has him back in Scarlett’s good graces.

So tell me, reader-friends! Do you have any food-is-love stories? Favorite recipes that you make to go above and beyond in the comfort department? Food memories (sexy or sweet!) that make you smile? Or can you think of other books or movies that amp up the food factor? Tell all!


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Kimberly Kincaid writes contemporary romance that splits the difference between sexy and sweet. When she's not sitting cross-legged in an ancient desk chair known as “The Pleather Bomber”, she can be found practicing obscene amounts of yoga, whipping up anything from enchiladas to éclairs in her kitchen, or curled up with her nose in a book. Kimberly is a USA Today best-selling author and 2016 and 2015 RWA RITA finalist who lives (and writes!) by the mantra that food is love. She resides in Virginia with her wildly patient husband and their three daughters. Visit her any time at or come check her out on Facebook ( and Twitter (@kimberlykincaid).

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Carmen Pinzon
1. bungluna
I totally agree: the path to love is paved with good food!

One example that immediately comes to mind is Min and Cal from "Bet Me" by Jeniffer Crusie. Min's resistance t0 Cal is erroded by a buttered dinner roll, chicken Marsala and donuts, washed down with a glass of champagne in a hot dressing room scene. The quest for the perfect Marsala recipe is really the quest for love. What's not made better with butter, right?
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