August in Lake Potawatomi, Wisconsin, always means one thing: the annual baking contest. Picture The Great British Baking Show, writ Midwestern. It’s a huge draw for the upper crust of Wisconsin pastry aficionados. And, of course, bon vivant baker-turned-mystery writer Teddie St. John has a pie in the ring. The white vinyl baking tent boasts an array of folding tables housing each entrant’s daily baked good. And at one of those tables sits the corpse of the head judge, his face half-buried in a delectable coconut cream pie.
The body in question belonged to notorious Les Morris. Les may have been getting on in years, but he hadn’t outgrown his well-earned reputation for lechery. Now, Les is no more. But unfortunately, by his side lies Teddie’s distinctive embossed rolling pin…covered with blood.
It’s out of the baking pan, into the oven. A life sentence behind a lattice of prison bars and a tangle of rhu-barbed wire will never do, and Teddie’s quick wit and bohemian charm won’t save her from the long spatula of the law. So, with the help of her friends, she’ll concoct a recipe to clear her name–if the real killer doesn’t ice her first.
Source: NetGalley and Crooked Lane Books Rating: 4/5 stars
The Bottom Line: I liked this installment of the series better than the first. In fact, I found this book to be an easy and entertaining read that took me no time to finish. Teddie has calmed down a bit in this book and doesn’t constantly remind me she doesn’t have boobs. This time around, Teddie is confident in her abilities and sets out to clear her name with no hesitation. In addition to the murder, she has to solve, Teddie also has to deal with her mother and the big secret she seems to be keeping. With life progressing rapidly, Teddie is on top of her game and not willing to let anything or anyone get in the way of her goals. I appreciated the improvements in this book and now feel this is a series I can commit myself to for the long haul.