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PRAISE FOR
Lost and Fondue
Avery Aames has cooked up a delectable culinary mystery with a juicy plot and a tasty twist. Lost and Fondue is fun, flirty, and full of local flavor... A tasty morsel of a mystery that will leave you hungry for more.
Kate Carlisle, national bestselling author of
the Bibliophile Mysteries
The Long Quiche Goodbye
[A] delightful debut novel.
Lorna Barrett, New York Times bestselling author
A delicious read. Charlotte Bessette is a winning new sleuth, and her gorgeously drawn world is one youll want to revisit again and again. More please.
Cleo Coyle, national bestselling author of
the Coffeehouse Mysteries
Rich characters, decadent cheeses, and a scrumptious mystery.
Krista Davis, author of the Domestic Diva Mysteries
Avery Aames serves up a yummy mystery featuring cheese purveyor Charlotte Bessette, an adorable new character whose love of family rivals her love of good food. Fans of amateur sleuths, prepare to be charmed.
Joanna Campbell Slan, author of
the Agatha Awardnominated Paper, Scissors, Death
Absolutely delicious! This is the triple cream of the crop: a charming heroine, a deceptively cozy little town, and a clever cast of characters. This is more than a fresh and original mysteryAamess compassion for family and friends shines through, bringing intelligence and depth to this warm and richly rewarding adventure.
Hank Phillippi Ryan, Agatha Awardwinning author of
Drive Time
The charm of the story is greatly enhanced by a very rich cast of characters.
Booklist
Berkley Prime Crime titles by Avery Aames
THE LONG QUICHE GOODBYE
LOST AND FONDUE
To Jackson. This Ones for you.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
Thanks are owed to so many who have helped me on this journey.
First, thank you to my husband, my port in the storm. You keep me on course. To my sister and the rest of my family for your love. To my critique partners Krista and Janet for your honesty and creativity. To my blog pals at Mystery Lovers Kitchen and Killer Characters for making me think outside the recipe box. To my Cozy Promo pals for a great forum where new ideas are welcomed. To my Sisters in Crime Guppies and subgroups for your endless enthusiasm. To Kim Lionetti and the Bookends Literary Agency team for your counsel and friendship. To the Berkley Prime Crime team of Kate Seaver, Katherine Pelz, Kaitlyn Kennedy, Teresa Fasolino, and Annette Fiore Defex for your vision and your artistic talents. To Dana Kaye and your publicity team for such attention to detail.
Thank you to bookstore owners everywhere, but most particularly to those who have welcomed me on this journey. Thank you to librarians. Over the years, you have inspired me to read and to share my love of reading with others.
And last but not least, thank you to all my readers. Thank you for your emails and comments on my blogs or social networking posts. You make me smile on a daily basis.
CHAPTER 1
The Ziegler Winery will be the perfect site, Charlotte. So historic! Meredith, my best friend since grade school, twirled in the middle of The Cheese Shop, arms spread wide, the flaps of her red raincoat fluting outward. Moisture from todays rainfall sprayed off her like a sprinkler. With just a pinch of mystre.
I shuddered. More than just a pinch.
Fiddle-dee-dee! Meredith spun again, bubbling with the kind of excitement I expected from a kid on Christmas, not a thirtysomething elementary school teacher.
Whoa, whirling dervish. I reined her in before the zippered corners of her jacket could slaughter every display I had set out. April was the best time of year to add fresh touches to Fromagerie Bessette, before tourist season kicked into high gear. Id added amber-colored tablecloths embroidered with spring motifs to all the display barrels, and mounded them with wheels of tasty Gruyre and decorative containers of pesto, mustards, and jams, as well as tasty crackers made of goji berries and pistachios. My grandfather, Ppre, said I was inviting disaster, putting the jars out where little children could accidentally whack them in passing. But children werent what I was worried about at the momentMeredith and her unbridled enthusiasm were. I steered her to a safe place.
Just think what turning the abandoned winery into a liberal arts college will do for our town, Meredith went on.
Bring an odd assortment of lookie-loos, thats what. A few months ago, a handful of Providence teachers and a band of concerned parents decided that Providence needed a college. They invited potential donors to join the quest. Meredith not only suggested that they convert the Ziegler Winery into the college, but that they hold a fund-raiser there.
Back in the late eighteen hundreds, Zachariah Ziegler, one of Providences first mayors, landed on the idea to build a winery. Not just an ordinary winery, a mock castle with spires and towers. Its sprawling grounds, befitting a king, dwarfed the nearby Quail Ridge Honeybee Farm. Then Zieglers wife went insane. She killed her son and committed suicide. Soon thereafter, Ziegler shut down the operation. In 1950, upon her fathers death, Zieglers daughter deeded the winery to the town of Providence and hightailed it to New York. The town council suggested the winery be boarded up.
Oh, did I tell you? Meredith leaned in close, as if expecting to be overheard. She couldnt be. It was only seven A.M. I didnt open the shop until nine. Vintage Today has been at the winery all week giving it a facelift. But, shhhh, its a secret.
Vintage Today was a home makeover show that didnt know the word understatement. I could only imagine what theyd do with the winerys oak-paneled tasting rooms and the musty cellars.
Meredith removed her newsboy-style cap and fluffed her tawny hair. Isnt it exciting? Well have so many new faces. Professors and administrators and She cut a sharp look toward the kitchen. Whats that?
What? My heart did a jig.
That incredible smell.
I chuckled at my overreaction. Talking about Zieglers Winery had put me on edge. Honey-onion quiche, I said. In addition to selling cheese, The Cheese Shop offered homemade quiches. I tried to come up with a new recipe every week. Todays was made with honey from Quail Ridge, applewood-smoked bacon, sweet Vidalia onions, and Emmental cheese to give it a nice bite. The first batch was minutes from coming out of the oven.
I have to buy one before I leave.
Ill give it to you, compliments of the house.
Youre the best. Anyway, where was I? Meredith tapped her lower lip with her index finger. Right. The big bash to celebrate. I know its short notice, since its tomorrow, but I thought wed add mariachis at the entrance.
I adore Latin music, but why mariachis?
Theyre festive. Maybe some of your grandmothers actors will dress up in serapes and sombreros and carry guitars.
Something this avant-garde would be right up Grandmres alley. In addition to being town mayor, she ran the Providence Playhouse, which put on a mixed bag of productions, to say the least.
They wont have to play the guitars, of course, Meredith went on. Theyll pretend. Karaoke style, you know. Piped through speakers. Ill have the gals at Sew Inspired Quilt Shoppe help me decorate. Doesnt it sound fun? She painted the air with her fingers. And well have a scavenger hunt to look for the buried treasure.
