from One Taste Too Many
by Debra H. Goldstein
We moved to Wheaton because her son, William Taft Blair, insisted his mother needed to live near his wife, Sarah, and him. In fact, he found the perfect property for all of us. Bill and Sarah made their home in the big house fronting Main Street while Mother Blair and I lived in the carriage house. That way, his mother was close enough to suit him, but we were still far enough away that Bill’s allergy to me didn’t bother him. It worked for me. Bill kept his distance from the carriage house, but Sarah visited us daily.
It was a sad day when Bill announced he wanted a divorce because he’d fallen in love with a woman Sarah refers to as the Bimbo. Sarah had to move into an efficiency apartment and I rarely saw her. That’s why I didn’t know what was going to happen to me when Bill’s mother died. I could have been sent to a not very pleasant place because of Bill’s cat allergy, but happily, he asked Sarah to take me and she immediately agreed. Her apartment and lifestyle may not be as lavish as Bill’s, but she certainly loves me.
Right now, our lives are in an uproar. Someone murdered Bill last night and the police think Chef Emily, Sarah’s twin, did it. Sarah is determined to prove Emily’s innocence, but she keeps running into roadblocks. If Sarah, who is a cook of convenience, doesn’t succeed soon, she may find herself facing a fate worse than death – substituting for Emily in a food competition. Worse yet, from my viewpoint, is the Bimbo, after breaking up Sarah’s marriage, is trying to take me away from her.
If Sarah must take Emily’s place in the food competition, I think she should make something like Jell-O in a Can. Do you have any other easy recipes she might consider?