This is the first book I’ve read since devouring the Twilight series. It is also the first culinary mystery I’ve ever read. (I didn’t even know there was a culinary genre beforehand). But alas, this booked sucked. It was unpractical (not a crime – after all I did just finish a series on vampires and werewolves) and worse, interesting (no good remedy for that.) That said, the one happy memory I have from this book is that it was a gift from my Suzanne, the director of the costume shop where I worked in college.