Can't Stand The Heat [NOOK Book]

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For sharp-tongued food critic Miranda Wake, the chance to spend a month in Adam Temple’s kitchen to write an exposé is a journalistic dream come true. Surely Miranda can find a way to cut the hotshot chef down to size once she learns what really goes on at his trendy Manhattan restaurant. But she never expected Adam to find out her most embarrassing secret: she has no idea how to cook.

Adam’s not about to have his reputation burned by a critic who doesn’t even know the ...

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Overview


For sharp-tongued food critic Miranda Wake, the chance to spend a month in Adam Temple’s kitchen to write an exposé is a journalistic dream come true. Surely Miranda can find a way to cut the hotshot chef down to size once she learns what really goes on at his trendy Manhattan restaurant. But she never expected Adam to find out her most embarrassing secret: she has no idea how to cook.

Adam’s not about to have his reputation burned by a critic who doesn’t even know the difference between poaching and paring.  He’ll just have to give the tempting redhead a few private lessons of his own—teaching her what it means to cook with passion…and doing more with his hands than simply preparing sumptuous food.

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“Exceptional culinary detail and page-singeing sexual chemistry combine with a fascinating group of characters to produce a sophisticated modern romance that ties into the current foodie craze. This debut—first in a projected "Recipe for Love" series—will win over most contemporary romance fans.—Library Journal

“In her wickedly entertaining debut, Edwards dishes up a captivating contemporary romance expertly seasoned with plenty of sizzling sexual chemistry and deliciously tart humor.” –Booklist

“The simmering chemistry comes to a boil in this deliciously sensual and delightfully amusing debut.” —Orlando Sentinel

“This playful culinary confection is a lighthearted and entertaining romance that will delight readers. With all the behind the scenes revelations, you’ll never look at cooking and meal preparation in the same way again. Steamy and satisfying fare, indeed” –Fresh Fiction

From start to finish, I devoured and enjoyed every moment of this book. Miranda and Adam worked well together like…honey and cayenne pepper…a little sweet and a little spicy with an end result to make you say “Wow”.” –Cheryl’s Book Nook

“I LOVED Can’t Stand The Heat . Louisa Edwards has written a great debut novel, and I look forward to reading more of the Recipe for Love series.” –Beautiful Reads

“The strength of this novel is substantial…. The writing, the other characters, the setting, the nuances, and the imagery are marvelous….Food and its various meanings and permutations are a fluid and discernible part of the writing in this book. It includes themes of home, heart, family, and nourishment, what people need to survive, and how the food we eat can communicate more than words can provide.” –Smart Bitches Who Love Trashy Novels

“A deliciously fun read. The plot and eccentric characters are well written, and the kitchen sizzles with hot passion.” –Romance Reviews Today

Can’t Stand the Heat is a delightful blend of chemistry, competition, and cooking, and it was just what I was looking for. I loved the fast-paced scenes that make you feel the controlled chaos of a restaurant during dinner hour, as well as the slower-paced scenes such as Adam teaching Miranda how to cook…I’m am eagerly awaiting Edwards’ next release in the series. Here’s hoping it’s as good a read as this terrific debut.” –All About Romance

“Snappy, exciting, adventurous, and totally unexpected. Can't Stand the Heat... is one of the best light-hearted culinary, romantic novels this reviewer has read in a very long time! Grand job, Louisa Edwards.” –Crystal Reviews

Can’t Stand the Heat is the first novel in her “Recipe for Love” series, and what a start it is. All of the characters are portrayed in such a revealing light that you will remember them for quite some time. I love the sensuality as well as the conflict. I have become a fan of this author and cannot wait to read more in her series, along with any other works she comes out with!” –Coffee Time Romance (5 Stars)

“Make sure that you have a good lazy day to spend with Can’t Stand The Heat, and don’t start reading this one in the evening, or I guarantee you will be up all night!” —The Romance Reader

“The author blends love and recipes into a fun romp…Fans will enjoy the pizzazz and flavor that Louisa Edwards brings to her warm tale.” –Genre Go Round Reviews

“A funny, lovable story about two unlikely people falling for each other. The plot, characters, and setting comes together to form a wonderful, light-hearted, culinary romance that is a blast to read and I can't wait for the next “Recipe for Love” novel!” –The Book Lush

“Delish! Creative debut author Louisa Edwards will have you eating out of her hand as you read her witty, insightful, foodie romance… Can’t Stand the Heat is filled with steamy passion, realistically described settings, a distinctive plot and characters that beg for their own stories. Watch for more to come from this talented new author.” —SingleTitles.com

“Mmmm... Louisa Edwards' debut effort—Can't Stand the Heat—is yummy!! The witty repartee between Miranda and Adam, the snappy dialog between Adam and his staff, make this a fun, sizzling, read… And all the food talk in between these covers? Make sure you're not reading while hungry.” –Drey’s Library

“The main characters to felt like friends and the secondary romance involving Miranda's brother helped keep things moving. One of the best parts was discovering an excerpt of Edwards's next book featuring a minor character from this one—giving me another book to look forward to…Can't Stand the Heat? I say, get into this kitchen!” — PublishersWeekly.com

“ An exquisitely prepared romance seasoned with scorching hot love scenes, Can’t Stand the Heat is truly an unforgettable dish. You can’t miss this delectable and mouthwatering debut!” –New York Times bestsellilng author Kresley Cole

"Smokin' hot chefs, sizzling passion, and a big dash of charm—no reservations required for this smart, stylish romance!"—-New York Times bestselling author Gena Showalter

Can’t Stand the Heat is HOT in the kitchen and everywhere else!” – New York Times bestselling author Carly Phillips

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781429929271
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 9/1/2009
  • Series: Recipe for Love , #1
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 368
  • Sales rank: 229,209
  • File size: 375 KB

Meet the Author


Louisa Edwards is the author of On the Steamy Side and Just One Taste. She grew up in Virginia, where at the age of 11, she was already sneaking Harlequin romances from her grandmother’s suitcase, much to her parents’ horror. She graduated from Bryn Mawr College before moving to Manhattan to work in book publishing—a dream job that allowed her to earn a living by reading romance novels. She later moved to Ohio, where she worked as a restaurant reviewer. The Recipe for Love series combines her love of food and romance. When she’s not writing, Louisa eats at as many wonderful restaurants as possible—purely for research, of course.
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It was the sort of party where Miranda Wake knew every guest by face or reputation, but had never spoken to any of them. At least, not in person. Of course, she’d received irate phone calls from several of the chefs present, after one of her less-than-glowing reviews, but that didn’t really count as a formal introduction, she didn’t think. Well, not enough to form the basis for polite cocktail party conversation. Impolite conversation, maybe.

Miranda caught herself smirking, and pulled her mouth back into its customary noncommittal line. It was harder than she expected. She blinked. The room and everyone in it wavered slightly.

"Why won’t all of you no-talent hacks stand still?" she said, a little startled at how loud her own voice seemed in her ears. When had she lost volume control?

Several people turned to stare, and Miranda tilted her chin up, daring them to say anything. She felt brittle and dry, like crumpled-up paper—after the day she’d had, it wouldn’t take much of a spark to make her go up in flames.

Someone jostled her elbow, and Miranda turned with a frown to find her editor, Claire Durand, staring at her. There was an incredulous look on Claire’s normally serene countenance, her perfectly plucked eyebrows arching upward as she took in Miranda’s struggle to keep a straight face.

"Miranda," she hissed, her French-accented voice giving the r in the name extra emphasis. "How many of these apéritifs have you had?"

Miranda leaned in a little and whispered, "In America, we call them ‘cocktails.’ "

Claire pursed her red-lipsticked mouth, and Miranda tried to remember what that was called in France. "A moue?" she said out loud, without meaning to.

The eyebrows snapped down. "Merde," she cursed. "But I watched you! I would swear you had no more than I."

Miranda thought about it. "Yes," she agreed. "But you’re French. You were probably given wine as an infant." Miranda blinked. "I . . . wasn’t."

Looking around wrathfully, Claire said, "Of what are these concoctions made? Is the chef trying to poison us?"

Miranda, who still had her empty glass, took an experimental sniff. "Don’t think so," she said. "Smells like roses. Which are edible. Or, in this case, drinkable. No, that’s wrong. What’s that word?" Why was she having such a hard time with words to night? They were usually her specialty.

Callously ignoring Miranda’s vocabulary difficulties, Claire flagged down one of the circulating waiters. "You. What is in the cocktail, please?"

The young man appeared to shrink under Claire’s stern glare, but stammered, "Rose-petal-infused vodka and fresh Hudson Valley raspberries."

Claire let go of his arm, and the boy wasted no time in making his escape. Miranda watched him go with some disappointment; that rose-vodka-berry thing really had been yummy. She thought she might quite like another one. Third time’s the charm. Or was that fifth?

But all visions of sweetly perfumed liquor left her head when Claire turned the eyebrows on her again. This time they were accompanied by a tight pinch at Miranda’s elbow, as Claire manacled her arm and attempted to sidle them both closer to the wall.

"Ow," said Miranda, allowing herself to be led.

"Thank God for atmospheric restaurant lighting," Claire breathed, smiling graciously at a curious fellow guest. Miranda peered at his face as she was hustled past.

"Was that the critic for the Post?" she asked. Miranda’s volume control was evidently still hit-or-miss, because Claire winced and tightened her grip.

"Ow," Miranda reminded her with greater emphasis. "Randall Collins. Was it? I should say hello. His one review, of that tapas place, was inspired." She paused. "Or do I mean ‘inspirational’? Because it sure inspired me. Before reading that review, I didn’t know you could even print some of the names he called that chef."

"Oui, oui, I’m certain he changed your life, and I, for one, am grateful to him, but you are in no condition to tell him so. If I permit you to speak with him now, tomorrow you would throw yourself from the Brooklyn Bridge, and then what should I do? I would have to find a new restaurant critic with your gift of vitriol. Who else could I find to take on the titans, like Devon Sparks and his new Las Vegas monstrosity? Remember how much fun that was? And think—if you commit career suicide, you’ll never have the chance to write your book and become a world-famous best-selling author."

The remark flicked right over the raw, open wound of that afternoon’s letter from Empire Publishing. "It doesn’t matter," Miranda wailed. "No publisher is ever going to buy my book."

"That’s simply not true," Claire stated, as if being decisive about it would make it so. She succeeded in manhandling Miranda to a standstill in a shadowed alcove.

Miranda felt a wall at her back and leaned gratefully. "The room is spinny," she told Claire.

The older woman laughed and said, "I’m sure it is. Whatever has gotten into you to night?"

"I got another rejection on the book," she confessed.

"Oh! You poor dear." Claire was instantly sympathetic, and Miranda smiled at her. "What was the reason this time?"

The highlights from the letter were emblazoned on her brain. "They thought my publicity platform wasn’t strong enough for a nonfiction proposal, and the part about the restaurant culture didn’t feel believable. It just wasn’t ‘authentic.’ " She made sarcastic air quotes with her fingers, still burning with frustration over that particular comment. "I mean, I know I haven’t worked in a restaurant, but I reviewed them for three years, freelance, before you hired me. And Jess has been waiting tables since high school!"

"How is your adorable brother, by the way?"

Claire was awfully quick to leap onto a new subject, Miranda noticed. It was possible she was getting tired of commiserating over the stack of rejection letters Miranda had piled up as she shopped her idea for a book examining the rise of celebrity chefs and modern restaurant culture.

Unfortunately, the topic of Jess was a minefield all on its own.

"Funny you should ask," Miranda said. "Not funny, ha-ha, though. More like funny, oh, crap."

"What has happened at that godforsaken college of his?"

Claire had sniffed disdainfully when Miranda was proud that her younger brother had been accepted to Brandewine University in Brandewine, Indiana, on a full visual communications scholarship. Claire distrusted pretty much all the states in the middle and had a hard time believing anything good came from them.

The thought of that scholarship was enough to bring some of the room back into unpleasant focus. Where was a waiter bearing rose-vodka-berry things when you needed him?

"Jess is home," she said.

Claire brightened. "But that is marvelous! Now you’ll have all summer together."

"It is," Miranda said. "But it’s not just for summer break—he quit Brandewine. Showed up at my apartment this afternoon, about ten minutes after I opened that rejection letter from Empire Publishing. Jess brought three duffel bags, his camera, and not a single word of explanation."

"And you took him in without a murmur."

It wasn’t a question, but Miranda nodded. "He’s my brother. Even if I’ve got no idea what’s going on with him, what would induce him to leave a full-ride scholarship—even if he refuses to tell me what happened? It doesn’t matter. I could never turn him away. But he’s damn well going back to Brandewine next semester, or I will know the reason why!"

No matter what was going on with Jess, Miranda would take care of him. That was her job. It had been her job since their parents died in a car crash when she was eighteen, leaving a heartbroken ten-year-old son and a daughter who’d had to grow up overnight.

"I guess we’re not as close as we used to be," she said, and the words tasted like ash in her mouth. Like failure.

Claire shrugged with Gallic fatalism. "But that is normal, no? How many younger brothers tell their sisters, especially a sister who has been both mother and father to them, what is happening in their lives?"

"Well, it’s not normal for us," Miranda insisted. "At least, I don’t want it to be. He’s all I have."

Claire frowned at her. "Nonsense. You are becoming maudlin. Stay here." Muttering something about Americans being unable to hold their liquor, she left Miranda leaning against the wall.

Miranda rolled her head to the left, scratching her cheek against the chic exposed brick. The rough edges caught at her hair, pulling like a hundred tiny fingers. She rolled her head to the right, then forward, just to feel it again.

Once she’d tilted her head down it was sort of hard to lift it up. She contemplated her sensible, all-purpose black cocktail dress. The fruits of her first week’s labors at Dé-licieux magazine. It had turned out to be a good investment; the Ralph Lauren design was a classic, still in style, even a year later. The neckline plunged enough to give her cleavage, but not so much that men spoke to her chest rather than to her face. And the clingy material outlined the waist she worked so hard to keep trim while trying all those innovative desserts for her monthly column.

The shoes, though. Miranda gazed at her crimson pumps, her spirits lifting slightly.

The dress was nice. Serviceable. The shoes were a decadent indulgence. Red satin with black lace overlay, peep toe and wickedly sharp heel. Every time she put them on, she felt just the teeniest bit vampy.

She wouldn’t normally wear them to a professional function, but after the soul-crushing news that yet another publishing house wouldn’t be helping her break into the prestigious, lucrative world of book publishing, and Jess’s dramatic arrival, she’d needed something. The shoes had beckoned her from the back of the closet, whispering about boosting confidence and the lift a woman gets only from a truly stunning pair of heels, and that was it. She’d kicked off the plain black pumps and slipped on the red satin, and left the apartment before she had a chance to reconsider.

God, she so didn’t want to be here right now. Half her brain was still at home in her cozy apartment, staring blankly at her brother’s tight mouth and exhausted eyes, wondering exactly when she stopped understanding the one person she always thought she knew better than anyone else. But no. The rest of her brain was soaking in vodka at this meaningless party for a restaurant that wasn’t even open yet, but would probably close in a year, because way more than half of them did, and what was the point of it all anyway?

"What are you scowling at?" Claire demanded, startling Miranda out of her reverie. "Never mind," Claire continued, before Miranda could open her mouth. "Drink this."

She was holding two delicate glasses full of darkly pink liquid. Miranda licked her lips, reaching for one. "Really? I thought you wouldn’t let me have more." She drank eagerly, making a disappointed noise when she reached the bottom of the glass. The alcohol hit her system like a kick to the head, and the room’s colors suddenly pulsed a shade brighter, going in and out of focus.

"When one has reached the sentimental stage, the only way out is more alcohol. I need you up, not drooping. The show is about to start."

So saying, she shoved the second drink into Miranda’s hand and pulled her back into the throng of mingling guests.

But even with the renewed buzz of icy sweet vodka burning in her stomach, all Miranda could really hope was that the party would be over soon. Red shoes or not, she was in a dangerously bad mood.

Excerpted from Can’t Stand the Heat by Louisa Edwards.
Copyright 2009 by Louisa Edwards.
Published in September 2009 by St. Martin’s Press.
All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction is strictly prohibited. Permission to reproduce the material in any manner or medium must be secured from the Publisher.

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  • Posted September 4, 2009

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    Can't Stand the Heat is Hot!

    Miranda Wake is a food critic with a secret. She can't cook! When she's challenged by Adam Temple, the sexy chef of NYC's trendiest new restaurant, Market, to spend a month in his kitchen, she can't resist. This will give her the juicy gossip she needs to write an expose on what really happens behind the scenes in the culinary world. She needs the money to keep her younger brother in college. Adam teaches Miranda how to cook and the sparks start to fly. The secondary characters in the book are fabulous, with a sub-plot that will keep you on the edge of your seat.

    Funny, steamy and well-written, Can't Stand the Heat is book 1 in Edwards' Recipe for Love Series. I can't wait for book 2!

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 5, 2009

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    A smoking hot debut

    Can't Stand The Heat by Louisa Edwards is a sizzling debut.

    Food critic Miranda Wise doesn't let many chefs avoid her sharp tongued critique of their cooking skills. She mistakenly picks Chef Adam Temple as her next target.
    But Adam turns the tables on her and agrees to let Miranda observe the workings of his kitchen at the restaurant called Market.

    Adam Temple wants to make his new restaurant Market a success. He has gathered over the years a well oiled team and doesn't want anything or anyone to mess that up. He is willing to put up with Miranda in his domain as long as she doesn't interfere with their jobs. Once Adam discovers that the food critic can't cook he offers to give her one on one lessons. But these lessons start out about cooking but turn into a sizzling affair in and out of the kitchen.

    Miranda is keeping a huge secret from Adam and his staff, will they be able to forgive her when it all hits the fan?

    Can't Stand The Heat is a smoking hot debut. It turns up the heat when it's in the kitchen or in the bedroom. Adam and Miranda turn each others temperatures up to a hot sizzle with just one look. Their chemistry is sensational. The secondary characters in both their worlds add another layer to this charming book. I will be looking for more books from this author.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 5, 2009

    Sizzling

    I really enjoyed this book on so many levels. It's got a great hot love story, recipes to die for, more information about how a professional chef runs his kitchen than an episode of Hell's Kitchen, and a sizzling secondary love story that made my toes curl. I'm really looking forward to the next one!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 4, 2009

    Sizzling. Spicy. Seductive.

    CAN'T STAND THE HEAT is a beautifully written romance that takes place between a fiery food critic and a hot, temperamental chef. Water boils when these two characters are in the kitchen together! Edwards does an amazing job of blending a little Top Chef, a little Hell's Kitchen, and a whole lotta romance--including a heart-wrenching secondary love story that will stop your heart.

    It's hard to believe this is a debut novel. I can't recommend CAN'T STAND THE HEAT enough.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 19, 2012

    Okay

    I do agress with others that the main character is often annoying. Frankie and Jess are not only more belivable but more interesting and likable. Unfortunately it was a chore to read on spots as the Miranda was so unlikable one could not emphathise with her nor the situation.

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  • Posted March 3, 2012

    Very Good!

    Thoroughly enjoyed!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 4, 2012

    Really?

    Did I read the same book as everyone else? This story line was boring! Miranda was annoying and I hated reading her. If I had to choose I would rather read Jess and Frankie's story. I will not be buying or reading another book by this author. I tried someone NEW and I won't again! What a waste of money! To future readers, DO NOT waste your time reading this predictable dull book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 19, 2011

    Good

    good book, I'd recommend

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  • Posted August 22, 2009

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    This is a lighthearted culinary romance

    In New York City, rejected wannabe author and food critic Miranda Wake attends the pre opening gala hosted by Adam "Chef" Temple to announce his new restaurant the Market. Too many aperitifs cocktails later, Miranda makes a public challenge that Adam reluctantly has to accept or his restaurant dies before it opens. She gets to write about what happens behind the scenes at a trendy new restaurant by being there for one month. Adam who distrusts women after Eleanor Bonning dumped him, but still treats Miranda like a shorter smaller imitation of Julia Child.

    Meanwhile Miranda's brother Jess leaves Brandewyne College in Ohio to accept a job at Market in spite of the disappointment of his sister who was proud of his full scholarship. Although she wants to know why he quit, she finds herself distracted by her attraction to the Chef; he likewise begins making recipes in which his muse is the unpublished author. However, someone leaks insider information to the media with Miranda the mole the most likely suspect.

    This is a lighthearted culinary romance as the Chef and the author blend love and recipes into a fun romp. The support cast is solid as her brother, the staff and other partners either enhance the lead couple relationship or bring out the goings-on at the restaurant. Although CAN'T STAND THE HEAT follows the sub-genre recipe, fans will enjoy the pizzazz flavors that Louisa Edwards brings to her warm tale.

    Harriet Klausner

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  • Posted July 25, 2009

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    Wild Heat In The Kitchen!

    Miranda Wake is about to write the novel she's been dreaming about perfecting for a very long time. No more rejection slips, no more crushing disappointment! Attending a pre-opening party for Adam Temple's "Market" restaurant, Miranda has far too much to drink and not enough to eat, which leads her to issue an ultimate dare to Adam. Miranda has the press behind her and Adam can't refuse the dare without his new venture falling apart before it's even started. So Miranda is given permission to spend one month in Adam's restaurant and what a month it will be!

    At the same time Miranda's brother, Jess, arrives in New York City and won't reveal why he left college out in Brandewine College in the Midwest. She lets it go for now and both wind up working at Adam's electricity-ridden restaurant. The slew of wild characters initially seem like the last thing one would expect in an eatery wanting to be labeled as serving the best cuisine in the country, but that's exactly what it is. The cooks and assistants are "out-of-the-box" who work like a dream together, and the descriptions of the food they are preparing will make every reader drool for joy and want to run out to find something similar to relish or somewhere similar to dine.

    For these artists adore the taste and texture of exquisite food, choices and mixtures that titillate the palate and assure that those who enter will want to return over and over again to experience the same joyous experience.

    But things get complicated because of the relationship between Jess and one of the other partners and Miranda doesn't know what to do about her novel when Adam begins to charm her with the lustiest, most passionate sex anyone could possibly imagine. An under-appreciated culinary student will add some unexpected havoc and an early leak of information could destroy everything that all have been so carefully and lovingly creating.

    The description so far is only a tad of the action that is presented in a snappy, exciting, adventurous, and totally unexpected manner. Can't Stand the Heat... is one of the best light-hearted culinary, romantic novels this reviewer has read in a very long time! Grand job, Louisa Edwards

    Reviewed by Viviane Crystal on July 25, 2009

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