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I Apologize, Ms. Fluke. Really.
I would like to formally apologize to Ms. Fluke for calling Sugar Cookie Murder her worst ever. In my defense, there's no way I could have seen Double Fudge Brownie Murder coming. Because in the long and well-documented history of Fluke fiascos, Double Fudge takes the cake. (See what I did there?)
If you remove all the extraneous goings-on - the excruciatingly long and boring trip to Las Vegas for her mother's wedding, the painfully long and boring description of meal preparations, including an epic play-by-play of a pork chop dinner, and a ridiculous long and boring sub-plot about Moishe stealing random crap - the actual "mystery" part would be about 30 pages long. If, in fact, there were an actual mystery.
The various rock bottom elements in this book? A murderer that we've never even heard of or heard about until the final 5 pages or so. That's cheating, Joanne. And Hannah seems to have abandoned the Cookie Shop completely. She now has 3 men who want to marry her, which is just laughable. Does this ever happen in real life? Ever? Be honest, now. And then there's what seemed like an entire chapter devoted to the different types of peppers - green, yellow, orange, red - their health benefits and various flavor profiles. Who writes like this?
We go through the customary and yawn-inducing process of interviewing various suspects who are never mentioned again. And the tiresome description of Moishe and Cuddles racing through the room while people are trying to eat. Twice. Hilarity ensures. Which reminds me - what kind of a man names his cat Cuddles? Just asking.
March 2015 · Kindle Store · verified purchase