"Delia Rosen offers an enjoyable deli whodunit." --Mystery Gazette on One Foot within the Gravy
Hitting under the Borscht Belt. . .
For ex-Manhattanite Gwen Katz, working Murray's Pastrami Swami, the Jewish deli she inherited from her overdue uncle in Nashville, Tennessee, makes her believe like a whitefish out of water. so as to add to the craziness, martial arts instructor Ken Chan has come to pattern her kosher cuisine for a black belt rite he wishes catered.
But simply as Chan is set to aim a matzo ball, bullets shatter the deli's window and Ken Chan is killed as he pushes Gwen to protection. was once Chan the sufferer of a success by way of a criminal offense gang from New York's Chinatown? used to be an area hate-group focusing on Chan--or even perhaps Gwen? With the Nashville Police--and the FBI--baffled, Gwen enlists assistance from an eccentric new-age entrepreneur.
But greater than undesirable vibes are coming her approach as a killer returns. . .and this time it is the deli proprietor who could be the outgoing order. . .
"Will definitely depart the reader hungry for more." --MysteryLibrarian.com on A Brisket A Casket
"A relatively funny comfortable. . . Readers will completely get pleasure from this deli tale." --Once Upon a Romance on One Foot within the Gravy
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