Let me state I am a Lipperman aficionada. This chick could rewrite the Twi-snore series and I’d read it while ramming pencils in my sockets with every letter I absorbed. Please, please universe don’t give La Lipperman any ghastly ideas. Por Favor! I mean, I’ll behave for a good minute or three… okay, okay--for three seconds. Oh! Good gravy… one. One sec. Can the sec take place as I devour Taylor Kinney in Chicago Fire? I mean, I’ll be heated and all. Aaahhh… I tried. A zebra can’t change her spots. Okay, geez, tough crowd. Ah, I was tryin’ to pull a fast one. I just confessed so ya got a good sec outta me. So, no, nada, Twi-bore rewrites from the fabulous Texas diva. Deal? Cool beans!
While diamonds are a girl’s best friend, cozies are mine. I just love to feel those piercing chills and thrills as things go bump in the wee hours of the night… no, I am not referring to dreams of the Prince or Taylor Kinney. Really! I did not have naughty fantasies of those men. Yep, I went there, but not as much as I could have. I am behavin’--enjoy it while it lasts, folks! I mean, I just love to solve puzzles and Beef Stolen-Off is chockfull of yummy nuggets.
Lipperman delivers the charm, capers and culinary decadence like a virtuoso at Lincoln Center and keeps the reader on their toes like Jordan did back in the day and LeBron does now. Lipperman pens this tale lithely and has superb synchronicity when it comes to pulling readers into the plot and powerfully delivers the punch like De la Hoya. Ooohhh, this is mystery par excellence to say the least, and I can only imagine what she would have scribed if she allowed her heart to go with the flow. I’d be popping fizzy bubbles like champagne on New Year’s Eve. Aaahhh, there was no mention of the Prince or Kinney, but my thoughts did wander… Hey, I ‘fessed up!
While the enigmatic Jordan McAllister had ambitions to become a brash and witty sportswriter, life navigated her to the entrails of peptic critiquing in the bucolic climes of Ranchero, Texas. Jordan is a fiery tamale with brains, beauty and bravado that tends to get her entangled in mayhem and mischief. Granted, as the food columnist for The Ranchero Globe, Jordan will be the first to admit she may not know whether or not there is a difference between a crimini and a portobello, yet, she is determined to give her all to whatever is tossed her way or what is spread before her.