Mozzarella most murderous : Culinary mystery with recipes series, book 7

Awaiting a passionate rendezvous with her husband in romantic Italy, Carolyn spends the day with the beautiful Paolina, who has been stood up by her lover. But Carolyn's ciesta turns sour as when she finds her lovely companion drowned in the hotel's pool. Is it suicide? Or Paolina's boss, with benefits?--From Content Reserve screen Forty-something homemaker Carolyn Blue is through with cooking and cleaning. She’s finally decided to throw in the dishtowel—and take on a dream job as a food writer. Now her plate is filled with exotic locales, delectable foods, and even a dash of crime—to taste. She could very well get used to this. Carolyn is looking forward to firing up some passion with her husband—and enjoying sumptuous Italian food—in romantic Sorrento, Italy. But an air-traffic controllers’ strike strands Jason in Paris and puts him in danger of missing his chemistry conference. So Carolyn’s first day is spent with a beautiful Italian woman named Paolina, who has been stood up by her lover. The next day, Carolyn’s ciesta turns as sour as balsamic vinegar when she finds her lovely companion drowned in the hotel’s pool. Could it have been suicide? The buffalo mozzarella? Or the president of the chemical company who just happened to be Paolina’s boss—with benefits? Forty-something homemaker Carolyn Blue is through with cooking and cleaning. Shes finally decided to throw in the dishtoweland take on a dream job as a food writer. Now her plate is filled with exotic locales, delectable foods, and even a dash of crimeto taste. She could very well get used to this. #160; Carolyn is looking forward to firing up some passion with her husbandand enjoying sumptuous Italian foodin romantic Sorrento, Italy. But an air-traffic controllers strike strands Jason in Paris and puts him in danger of missing his chemistry conference. So Carolyns first day is spent with a beautiful Italian woman named Paolina, who has been stood up by her lover. The next day, Carolyns ciesta turns as sour as balsamic vinegar when she finds her lovely companion drowned in the hotels pool. Could it have been suicide? The buffalo mozzarella? Or the president of the chemical company who just happened to be Paolinas bosswith benefits?