While browsing at our favorite thrift store, The Treasure Chest, I came across this hardback, library edition from Arizona book for $.50. I had heard of this author and that she was light and fun and had great recipes. In fact, the woman at the checkout said, "Oh, you'll love her recipes!" They are gathered at the end of the book, all together, so they are easy to find. The directions are well done...but these recipes are not health food. And the reason is, the master sleuth in this novel is a caterer, and she's always cooking something. It shows up in the story a lot, and seems to figure prominently in building a "cozy" atmosphere. However, she probably wants to be known for great food, and that often means high fat and high sugar. Which is the case here. None of these are keepers.
And...I thought I deserved a light and fun summer read. This one was just too light and too unrealistic. Multiple times I thought, this is a waste of time. The characters were flat and uninteresting. The plot was convoluted and crazy. The caterer's husband is a sherriff and was also investigating the murder, and did so many unethical, unbelievable things that I literally rolled my eyes. One reason I enjoy mysteries is that I learn about the law and evidence and technical things like that. This one was just false on every level; nothing of value was here for me. And yet, I stuck with it. Maybe I hoped it would get better? Here's the truth: It did not. It's on its way to the D.I. pile.
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