Bonus content: includes original recipes inspired by the Flip Side Pancake House menu!
Tourist season’s in full swing in the small seaside town of Wildwood Cove, and Marley McKinney couldn’t be happier. Since taking over the Flip Side restaurant, she’s made a few close friends, adopted a cat named Flapjack, and started dating her childhood crush. The only cloud on the horizon is local nuisance Ida Winkler, who blames Marley for landing her nephew in prison. Trying to get a rise out of Marley, Ida’s been making crank calls and even vandalizing the pancake house.
The police can’t do much about the pranks, so Marley sets out to bury the hatchet once and for all. But someone’s beat her to it—in the most shocking way possible. After stumbling across Ida’s dead body, Marley’s suddenly the number-one suspect in her murder. Clearing her good name is going to be a tall order, but Marley’s not about to let Ida keep ruining her life—especially from beyond the grave.
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The early morning sunshine sparkled on the ocean waves. I paused on the beach to take in the view, the San Juan Islands sitting beyond the stretch of water, dark green shapes in the distance. The waves gently lapped at the sand only a stone’s throw from where I stood, and not a single cloud marred the blue sky. It would be another beautiful summer’s day on the Olympic Peninsula.
I itched to kick off my green Converse sneakers and let the ocean wash over my bare feet, but I’d already lingered on the beach long enough. It was time for me to get to The Flip Side Pancake House and start my workday. Not that I minded. I loved spending my days at the small restaurant, chatting with the diners and serving plates of delicious pancakes, crêpes, waffles, and other breakfast foods. I was lucky to have a job that I enjoyed so much, and there were times when I still found it hard to believe that the pancake house was mine.
Only a few months earlier, my grandmother’s cousin died, leaving his beachfront house and The Flip Side to me in his will. At the time of his death, I’d been on leave from my job as a legal assistant in Seattle, managing the restaurant while Cousin Jimmy was in the hospital with double pneumonia. After he met his tragic end, I struggled with deciding whether I should go back to my life and job in the city or make a permanent move to the small seaside town of Wildwood Cove.
Although it hadn’t been an easy choice for a number of reasons, I knew I’d made the right decision in the end. I’d had to return to Seattle to give notice and pack up my things, but I’d been back in Wildwood Cove for several weeks now and not once had I regretted the changes I’d made to my life.
Every day, I got to enjoy the view of the water and inhale the refreshing salty sea air, and five days a week I opened The Flip Side to regular and new customers. Some days the demands of owning and running the pancake house left me tired, but overall I loved the experience. The Flip Side had helped me integrate into the seaside community, and I’d already made several firm friends.
Now, in mid-June, plenty of new faces appeared in the pancake house each day, along with the regulars. The tourist season was in full swing, and that meant good business for The Flip Side. At the moment, before six o’clock in the morning, the beach was still quiet, only the occasional person aside from myself out for a morning walk, and a couple of dogs splashing about in the shallows. Soon, however, locals and tourists would emerge from their homes and holiday accommodations to enjoy the gorgeous summer day.
As I walked along the beach, accompanied by the sound of lapping waves, I smiled, soaking in the temporary peace and quiet. I couldn’t think of a better way to start each day than with a stroll along Wildwood Beach, a place I’d loved since I was a small child visiting my relatives during the summer holidays.
When I neared the pancake house, I left the sand for the paved promenade that ran along the top of the beach at the edge of the town. The Flip Side was one of several businesses that opened out onto the promenade, giving diners a first-class view of the water through the large front windows. My smile was still on my face as I approached the building, but a moment later it faded.
My stomach sinking, I broke into a run and then stopped short in front of the windows. Red paint dribbled down the glass like trickles of blood, escaping the large letters splashed across the panes. The words city scum marred one of the windows, while another displayed the phrase filth not food. I stared at the dripping words, shocked into inaction until boiling anger took over seconds later.
As soon as I had the front door unlocked, I charged through it. The dining area was deserted and lit only by the natural light filtering through the windows, but I could see artificial light glowing in the kitchen. Half jogging, I burst through the swinging door and into the domain of The Flip Side’s chef, Ivan Kaminski. The muscular, tattooed chef was already hard at work, his young assistant, Tommy Park, working at his side, slicing up strawberries and bananas.
“Did you guys see the front windows?” I asked, feeling as though steam were about to pour out of my ears.
Ivan’s eyebrows drew together over his dark eyes, but Tommy was the one to speak.
“No, we came in the back way. What’s wrong with the windows?”
“Again?” Tommy said, surprised.
Only ten days ago, someone had painted similar messages on the back of the building. At that time I’d had my suspicions about the identity of the culprit, and I still did.
“Ida.” Ivan said the name darkly, and I nodded in agreement.
“She must be one crazy lady,” Tommy said.
Ivan wiped his hands on a towel before striding toward the kitchen door. I followed in his wake, Tommy bringing up the rear. Once outside, we all stared at the sloppy paint job.
“Crazy,” Tommy said again. “What is it with this woman?”
I sighed heavily, the worst of my ire dissipating, leaving me annoyed but no longer fuming. “She worked here years ago but got fired for stealing. And now she blames me for the fact that her nephew is in jail.” Which was exactly where he deserved to be, but that didn’t seem to matter to Ida.
Tommy shook his head. “She must be a few fries short of a Happy Meal.”
“And spiteful to boot,” I said.
I glanced Ivan’s way. With his buzz cut, bulging muscles, tattoos, and almost-constant glower, the chef was an intimidating man at the best of times. At the moment, the dark expression on his face would have been downright terrifying if I’d been the cause of it.
“We need to get this cleaned up before it dries,” the chef said.
“I’ll get some soap and water,” I said, resigned to the fact that I’d have to spend the first part of my morning scrubbing the ugly words from the windows. “Tommy, would you check out the rest of the building and make sure she didn’t vandalize anything else?”
“Sure thing.” He took off around the corner of the restaurant while I followed Ivan back inside.
“Can you spare Tommy for a few minutes?” I asked before the chef disappeared into the kitchen.
“Yes. I’ll help too.”
“That’s all right,” I assured him. “You head back to the kitchen. Tommy and I will take care of the windows.”
He acknowledged that with a nod and disappeared through the swinging door. I set off down the back hallway to the storage room, where I grabbed a red plastic bucket, some soap, and some rags. As I filled the bucket with warm, soapy water at the sink in the break room, Tommy appeared in the doorway.
“The rest of the building is clear.”
“That’s something, at least.” I shut off the faucet and heaved the bucket up out of the sink.
Tommy hurried over and relieved me of the heavy load. Once outside again, I snapped a few pictures of the defaced windows with my phone, wanting to document the incident. I planned to tell the sheriff about the vandalism, as I had the time before, even if all he could do was make a report. I hoped he could do more than that, but the problem was that I had no proof that Ida was responsible for the acts of mischief.
After I’d tucked my phone into my pocket, Tommy and I set to work, the dripping letters quickly turning to giant red smears as we wiped away the paint. Slowly, we made some headway, Tommy cleaning the higher parts of the windows where I couldn’t reach, while I concentrated on the lower half of the panes. A couple of early morning joggers passed by, but they weren’t anyone I knew, and although they cast glances our way, they didn’t stop to chat.
Even if Tommy and I managed to get the windows sparkling clean before the first customers arrived, I didn’t doubt that news of the graffiti would still get out. Word traveled fast in the small community, but if Ida thought her tricks would damage the pancake house’s reputation, she’d be disappointed. The last incident of graffiti had only outraged the regular customers on my behalf.
Still, she was causing disruption. I couldn’t keep spending chunks of time and money dealing with acts of vandalism. I’d had the back wall of the building repainted the week before, and now I just had to hope that the windows weren’t ruined permanently.
Twenty minutes later, we stood back to inspect our work. A few smears of paint had dried on the glass before we’d managed to wipe them away, but the majority of it was gone.
“We’ll need to scrape those bits off,” Tommy said, indicating the remaining smears of red.
“We can leave that for now.” I dropped my rag into the bucket. “At least the worst of it is gone. Thanks for your help, Tommy.”
“No problem.” He grabbed the bucket and we headed for the front door. “Are you going to report this to the sheriff?”
“Yes. Not that there’s much he can do about it, but it’s best to have the incidents documented.”
“You can’t prove it was Ida?”
“No, not yet.”
“Maybe you should get some security cameras installed.”
I surveyed the front of the building before opening the door. “I might have to.”
It seemed a shame to need extra security in a small community like Wildwood Cove, but that was becoming the unfortunate reality. I had a feeling that Ida wasn’t going to give up on her quest to disrupt my life anytime soon, and without evidence to prove she was the culprit, Sheriff Georgeson’s hands were pretty much tied.
While I got rid of the dirty water and returned the bucket to the storage room, Tommy rejoined Ivan in the kitchen. I called Sheriff Ray Georgeson on his direct line but got no answer, so I left a voicemail, telling him about the vandalism. Then I emailed him the pictures I’d taken and set about getting The Flip Side ready to open, determined not to let Ida Winkler ruin any more of my day.
The restaurant’s full-time waitress, Leigh Hunter, arrived a short time later, followed by Sienna Murray, a sixteen-year-old I’d hired to help out waiting tables during the tourist season. Leigh’s hazel eyes flashed with anger when I told the two of them about the graffiti.
“It’s Ida,” Leigh said as she twisted her bleached-blond hair into a messy bun. “I don’t doubt it for a second.”
“Neither do I.” I flipped the sign on the door so the open side would face out.
“But do you have proof?” Sienna asked as she tied a red apron around her waist.
“No,” I admitted.
“What you need are security cameras.”
“Tommy said the same thing. And I think that’s true. I’ll have to look into it.”
We let the matter rest for the time being since Ed and Gary—two of The Flip Side’s regular customers—had arrived for their favorite morning meal of pancakes, sausages, and bacon. Fortunately, they seemed not to have noticed the remaining red paint on the windows and chatted instead about the current heat wave as Leigh filled their coffee mugs and confirmed their usual order. Although I knew that much of the town would know about the graffiti before long, I was happy to not dwell on the subject any longer that morning.
Since Leigh and Sienna had everything well under control at the front of the house, I retreated to The Flip Side’s office and took care of some tasks on the computer. An hour or so later, I poked my head out of the office and saw that the breakfast rush was in full swing. Normally, on a weekday, the customers at this hour were mostly adults enjoying a good meal before heading to work. Now that the tourist season was underway, a few families with kids had arrived along with the regular crowd. Every table was occupied, so I tied a red apron around my waist and headed up front to help out Leigh and Sienna.
After greeting a family of four, I took down their orders and headed for the pass-through window to the kitchen, where Ivan had just set two warm plates, one laden with bacon cheddar waffles and the other with scrambled eggs and one of the breakfast rolls he had recently added to the menu. Since I’d taken over the pancake house, I’d been lucky enough to be the taste tester for several of Ivan’s new recipes. I’d known as soon as I tasted the maple pecan sticky rolls that they’d be a hit, and the customers had proved me right. That wasn’t surprising, though. While he was an intimidating man of few words, Ivan was renowned throughout the town for his tasty creations.
The stream of hungry customers eased up a couple of hours later, and I was able to pause by the cash counter to chat with Sienna about her plans for the rest of the week.
“I’m getting my hair done,” she said, tugging on a lock of her dark hair, which was currently cut in an angular bob and highlighted with streaks of plum and burgundy. “I’m thinking of getting magenta streaks this time.”
“That’ll look great,” Leigh said as she passed by on her way to the kitchen with a load of dirty dishes.
I was about to agree when a young man came into the pancake house and claimed a small table near the front windows.
“Oh, he’s cute!” Sienna whispered, her eyes bright. When Leigh emerged from the kitchen, Sienna caught her arm. “I know table three is yours, but can I please serve that guy? He’s so dreamy.”
Leigh looked over at the table. “Gavin Paulson? Sure, go ahead.”
“Thank you!” Sienna said with delight, hurrying over to Gavin’s table with her pen and notepad ready. When she passed me a minute later, on her way to the kitchen, she whispered, “Dreamy with a capital D. And he’s pre-med!”
“Don’t you think he’s a bit old for you?” I said, suddenly feeling protective of my teenage employee. Gavin looked to be at least twenty.
“A girl can dream, can’t she?”
She was off before I had a chance to respond.
Thoughts of Sienna’s new crush flew from my mind when I spotted a woman with frizzy, gray-streaked hair through the front window.
“Oh no,” I said under my breath, the muscles in my shoulders tensing in apprehension.
Ida Winkler was approaching the pancake house. She paused for a second outside the door, glaring at the large windows through her thick glasses, no doubt annoyed that her handiwork had been erased. I held my breath, my stomach twisting into a tight knot, silently willing her to move on.
Leigh, on her way to the kitchen again, stopped next to me and followed my line of sight. “If she dares to come in here . . .”
I put a hand on her arm, keeping my eyes on Ida. “Let’s try to stay calm.”
“She might make that difficult.”
Outside, Ida shifted her gaze away from the windows. When she noticed us watching her, she smirked, the spite in her eyes visible even from a distance. The knot in my stomach clenched tighter, but then Ida turned on her heel and marched off along the promenade, quickly disappearing from sight.
I let out a breath, relief washing over me, but that relief was short-lived. Ida had left us alone for the moment, but I had a bad feeling that her nasty tricks had only just begun.
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This Pancake House Mystery finds Marley McKinney settling into her new life in Wildwood Cove. She is updating her home and loves working at the Pancake House that she inherited from her cousin who was the victim in the first book in the series. With her relationship with Brett, her boyfriend developing, she is quite happy with her life, except for Ida. Ida Winkler has been harassing Marley with prank phone calls as well as adding graffiti on the windows of the restaurant.When Marley decides to confront Ida about the reasons behind this behaviour, she finds Ida dead, stabbed to death in her shed. Of course with Marley's issues with Ida and the fact that she found the body, she is a person of interest. Marley doesn't want the locals to think she killed the woman, so she decides to do a little sleuthing to find the actual killer. As she begins to ask questions, she finds out that there are a lot of people who might want Ida dead. Who is the culprit. Marley is a strong, independent and intelligent woman. Her restaurant seems like a cozy, enjoyable place for the townsfolk to meet up. The supporting characters are all likable with enough quirkiness to make them interesting. The mystery is well-paced with plenty of suspects. The ending, unfortunately, was not what I expected. The culprit was reasonable, but the other story line of blackmail, was a bit too conveniently settled. Other than that, I enjoyed the book very much. I am going to continue to read this series, hopefully the concern I had with this one was just a blip. This was a quick read, or in my case listen as I had the audiobook, with just over 200 pages. The Narration in the book was well done with an easy to listen to voice. If you like culinary cozies, pick this one up and see what you think.
Marley has settled into her new life in Wildwood Cove as the owner of The Flip Side. However, someone in this tourist town doesn't seem to like this outsider and graffiti is the first of several annoyances she has to deal with. I really like the setting of this series and the secondary characters, particularly those that work at The Flip Side are good. The mystery is well paced and I liked figuring things out with Marley.
For Whom The Bread Rolls is the second book in the A Pancake House Mystery series and works well as a stand alone. While the book doesn’t go into great detail about what happened before, it does explain enough so that you won’t feel left in the dark if you begin with this one. The author, Sarah Fox, has definitely created a well-written cozy mystery series full of interesting, multidimensional characters. Through the characters actions and conversations, I feel as if I’ve gotten to know what motivates them. The main character, Marley, has been brought to life so well, we even see how the loss of many family members has affected her making her feel insecure about her burgeoning relationship with her boyfriend and her fears that as suspect in a murder investigation, her business will be hurt. When Marley takes matters into her own hands, and goes in search of the murderer, not everyone is willing to talk to her. There are so many people who dislike the victim, that it’s difficult to come up with the culprit. In the end, all the loose strings are neatly tied up—which is something I liked about this book. Sometimes mystery endings are ridiculous, I can’t understand why the author would do a complete about face and made the book feel disappointing after I’ve hung in for so long, but I’m happy to say, this book isn’t like that. If you enjoy cozy mysteries (and pancake house recipes), this is a good series to pick up.
Marley McKinney owns The Flip Side, a pancake house in a small seaside town. Ida Winkler is out to make Marley's life miserable with a series of childish pranks. But when Marley finds Ida's body with her stolen bloody lamp base nearby things become even more serious. For Whom the Bread Rolls has likeable characters and a victim you'll love to hate. Written at an easy pace and the setting will have you wishing you were vacationing on the beach. It is the second book in the A Pancake House Mystery series.
At the end of the first book, Marley decides to stay in Wildwood Cove and run the pancake house her uncle left her. Life is great with one drawback: Ida Walker has made harassing Marley a full time job. Vandalism, crank phone calls, and even stealing things off her porch! So no surprise to any cozy reader that Marley goes to confront Ida and instead finds her dead body! And of course Marley is considered a "person of interest." Though, honestly, I do not for one minute think she was ever seriously considered. I did have two issues with the book. There was a confrontation with Brett, her boyfriend, that kept making Marley uncomfortable but I don't remember reading it and even went back to check and couldn't find it. Was something edited out? And the other item, which is extremely more vexing: if she owns a breakfast place, why does Marley eat breakfast at home? Admittedly one can not eat pancakes every morning, but don't you think if there was something she liked to eat that it would be good to add that to the menu? Thankfully, enough of the action took place away from the restaurant and I managed to read the whole book without having to go get pancakes because I can't eat pancakes every day either! A copy of this book was provided by NetGalley and Random House-Alibi in exchange for an honest review.
Sarah Fox's For Whom the Bread Rolls Marley McKinney has moved to seaside town of Wildwood Cove on the Olympic Peninsula. She is now running the Flip Side restaurant and living with Flapjack, the cat in the house on the beach that she inherited. The restaurant is being vandalized and getting harassing phone calls. Marley goes to speak to the person suspected of the annoyances. She discovers the person dead in the shed. Now Marley must clear her name and play sleuth to discover who actually murdered the person. Marley manages to uncover illegal dumping sites, a blackmailer, unfaithful spouses in her quest to solve the murder. You will meet Bentley and Angel, the dogs. You will get delicious recipes and mouthwatering descriptions of foods. Colorful, well created main and supporting characters. This is book # 2 in A Pancake House Mystery series. It can be read as a stand alone. It was an enjoyable read. I volunteered to read this eBook. Thank you to Net Gallery and Alibi for the opportunity. My opinion is my own.
This was a great, new-to-me cozy series. Sarah Fox writes about her heroine's oceanside town in such a way that I would truly like to visit. The town sounds wonderful with all its Victorian houses, wooded areas, river, and of, course, ocean views. I could easily imagine Marley and Brett swimming in the ocean or seeing an eagle overhead. For Whom the Bread Rolls spends adequate time showing Marley at work and Marley investigating. The revelation of the murderer was a pleasant(?!) surprise and animal lovers will enjoy Bentley and Flapjack. I am recommending this series as a great cozy to add to your reading list! I received a complimentary copy of this book, but will be following this series from now on. This review was voluntarily given, and all opinions are my own.
This is the second book in the Pancake House Mystery series. I would be happy if there are more books to come. I read the first book, Crepes of Wrath and thought it was great. This was a really good cozy mystery. The main character, Marley, was likable, and the plot made sense. Too many times, I read mystery stories where the motive for murder seems super random, and hard to understand. Wildwood Cove sounds like a great place to live, and the Flip Side Pancake house sounds like a great place to eat. I wish I could visit this town. I found the descriptions of life on the beach very relaxing. It made me wish I had a cute little beach house too. Marley has decided to stay on in Wildwood Cove and seems to be making a good life for herself. The only problem is someone is vandalizing her business. She discovers that it is Ida Winkler, a cranky older person who blames Marley for putting her nephew in prison. The police are not much help, as they think Ida's vandalism falls under the category of "pranks." Marley goes to Ida's house to confront her, and finds that someone has murdered Ida. Since Marley found her body, and because of her past history with Ida, Marley is a suspect in the murder. Marley decides to look into Ida's death to help clear her name (and also because she is a snoop who can't let things go). It turns out, Ida was not well liked by her neighbors, and had managed to alienate almost everyone around her. Subplots of meth labs, illegal dumping and blackmail abound. Marley is continuing her romance with Brett from the first book. I love how Ivan steps up and we get to see more of the cook from The Flip Side. He is a great character. I enjoyed this book and thought it was a nice continuation of the series. This is one series that I definitely want to see more of and plan on reading any future books. I received a free ARC from the publisher and NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
I'm delighted to be back on the Olympic Peninsula. FOR WHOM THE BREAD ROLLS by Sarah Fox The Second Pancake House Mystery Marley McKinney is pleased with her decision to move to Wildwood Cove. She is slowly making her late cousin's Victorian her own home, managing the successful pancake house, The Flip Side, and developing her relationship with her new boyfriend, all while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the Olympic Peninsula. Everything is tainted, however, when Marley and The Flip Side are targeted with vandalism, harassment, and theft. Marley has had enough and, certain that Ida is to blame, goes to confront her. While Marley didn't expect to find Ida repentant, she didn't expect to find her dead either, apparently murdered by the very item stolen from Marley! This second book in the Pancake House Mystery series finds Marley dealing with more than an antagonistic vandal and murder. Marley's feelings for Brett have intensified and that has her scared. Will she be able to let herself truly love? Love and loss are a major theme here Brett is one of the good guys and Marley will have to figure out if she can risk her heart. Me? I tend to go for the foreboding brooding guy, so yes, I love Ivan, and not just because we share the same surname. I was delighted to learn more about his personal life and now am even more intrigued. FOR WHOM THE BREAD ROLLS is an entertaining novel with a finely constructed mystery, a beautiful setting filled with complex characters, and two adorable animals. I'm delighted to be back on the Olympic Peninsula, virtually munching on the delicious breakfast treats created by Chef Ivan. FTC Disclosure – The publisher sent me a digital ARC provided through NetGalley, in the hopes I would review it.
For Whom the Bread Rolls by Sarah Fox is the second book in the Pancake House mystery series. It was great to be back in Wildwood Cove visiting with Marley again. It's a lovely setting for a cozy and I would love to visit. The plot was smoothly paced and included not only a murder but a case of illegal dumping near the river. As with most cozy mystery protagonists, Marley seems to be in the right place at the right time for investigating. I felt like Marley was more intrusive this time in her investigation of the murder than in the first book. Don't get me wrong, I like Marley and she is surrounded by some great friends that are supportive of her. I liked the realistic touch that Ms. Fox introduced as Marley struggled with her fear of losing someone you love. All and all it was an easy read that I enjoyed. I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book from Alibi via NetGalley.
Another entertaining story with great characters, a murder mystery, and continued development of a tentative romance. Once again the tale is enhanced with many little details and touches that satisfy the reader and creates great images. This is not a deep book that will change the world. It is just great entertainment.
I've read the previous book and was delighted to read this one too. This is a fun cozy mystery filled with colorful characters and witty dialogue. In this story, a neighborhood resident is found dead and that leads to a series of investigations in which secrets are uncovered and nosy business owners get involved. This was a fast paced story filled with suspicious activity, good friends and a bit of romance. This should appeal to all cozy mystery fans. I voluntarily read an ARC of this book provided by the publisher via NetGalley.
A relaxing cozy mystery that could be a stand alone but it is the second installment in A Pancake House Mystery. The pace is slow and it is filled with a lot of extra details that the reader could do with out. The characters are likable, and there is a moment when friendships are tested and loyalty will prevail. The plot is smart and love the unexpected twists. Note: I received an ARC for review and an honest and unbiased opinion.
Marley McKinney, owner of the Flip Side restaurant, is loving life in Wildwood Cove. Everything seems to be going her way except when local pest Ida Winkler makes crank calls and vandalizes the restaurant. Ida blames Marley for putting her nephew in prison. When Marley walks to Ida’s house to talk with her, she finds Ida dead. Now, Marley is the prime suspect. Can she find out whodunit before her life in Wildwood Cove is ruined? This book is a great cozy mystery read. I loved how well developed the characters were. Enough red herrings kept me guessing who killed Ida, and I was happily surprised in the end. I can’t wait to read the next Pancake House mystery. An Advanced Reading Copy was received in exchange for an honest review.
For Whom the Bread Rolls is the second book in the Pancake House series. This is a wonderfully written cozy mystery. The book is a standalone with no cliffhanger, though it is open-ended for future books in the series. Though the storyline is average, I really enjoyed this book. It is a perfect read for a day tucked under a blanket in front of a fire, sitting on the beach, a porch swing, you get the picture. The book blurb adequately describes the storyline so I'm not going to repeat all that info here. The author did a good job of summarizing the storyline from the first book for new readers as well as describing the setting of Wildwood Cove. Once again Marley finds herself in the middle of a murder investigation. There are a lot of clues in the storyline that keep you guessing what twists and turns will be revealed next. I look forward to reading more of Sarah Fox's books. I received a copy of this book from NetGalley and Alibi and chose to leave a review for other readers.
For Whom the Bread Rolls A Pancake House Mystery by Sarah Fox In this second book of a Pancake House Mystery Marley McKinney returns to Wildwood Cove to run her deceased Uncle's Pancake House he left her along with his home. Almost everyone is happy Marley returned, except for maybe Ida Winkler. It doesn't take long for Marley to find herself involved in another mystery, this ones a doozy! Lot's of characters from the first book are here like Matt, Marley's love interest. Ivan the Flipside's chef and his assistant Tommy. Sheriff Georgeson. Leigh Hunter and Sienna Miller, they work at Flipside. Patricia Sienna's mom and lisa, Marley's best friend also make an appearance. It was nice to revisit with these friendly characters. Marley finds herself in some deep trouble trying to solve a murder mystery. I enjoyed the read while trying to deduce the clues of this murder mystery. I give For Whom the Bread Rolls 3 stars for its murder mystery. I would recommend this book to Cozy Mystery Fans.