With three weeks until opening night for their restaurant, the County Seat, Angie and her best friend and business partner Felicia are scrambling to line up local vendors-from the farmer's market to the goat dairy farm of Old Man Moss. Fortunately, the cantankerous Moss takes a shine to Angie, as does his kid goat Precious. So when Angie hears the bloodcurdling news of foul play at the dairy farm, she jumps in to mind the man's livestock and help solve the murder. One thing's for sure, there's no whey Angie's going to let some killer get her goat . . .
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Angie Turner knelt in the grass beside Nona's herb garden, loosening the soil around the rosemary plant and cutting back the chives, the beat of June sun on her back reminding her of childhood summer days. Back then, she'd loved visiting her grandmother. On warm mornings, Angie would lie in the tall grass, listening to the bird songs in the trees and the cattle wandering around the pasture near the house. Later in the afternoon, her dad always saddled the horses and took her riding after lunch. Growing up in rural Idaho had reminded her of the stories from those Little House books.
Dom, her newly adopted St. Bernard puppy, sat nearby, watching Mabel, the lone surviving white and black hen from her grandmother's flock. She was inching closer to the garden, probably looking for the worms Angie disturbed while she turned the soil. She stood and brushed the dirt off her hands.
"Time to make dinner." Angie held the back door open for the dog and he trotted inside. Then she loaded her arms up with russet potatoes and a large onion from her storeroom. River Vista farmers' market had just started carrying the sweet Vidalias, so last visit she'd bought several and had been playing with different recipes all week. She would have to refill her stock soon. The star of today's menu was her version of Nona's potato soup. She'd take that and a fresh onion sandwich over to Mrs. Potter's house, her only neighbor on the mile road.
The recipe for the onion sandwich consisted of thickly sliced sweet Vidalias, the last of the herb bread she'd baked on Sunday, and Miracle Whip. The only upgrades she'd made from her grandmother's recipe had been to change the white bread to whatever homemade loaf she had on hand and adding sea salt.
While she cooked, she was serenaded with snores that came from Dom's puppy bed in the corner of the kitchen. Right now, the world made sense. Buying a St. Bernard puppy might not have been the smartest idea, especially if she ever had to go back to apartment living. Yet, as she worked in Nona's newly remodeled kitchen, Angie didn't think staying here in River Vista would be a problem at all. Especially if her new restaurant became successful.
The previously agriculture-based town of River Vista had become a bedroom community for Boise. As a small town filled with corporate working couples who didn't have time to cook dinner, it was just the right time and place to open The County Seat. While the soup simmered on the stove, she checked her tablet. Since that morning, she'd received ten new emails from Felicia Williams, her best friend and now, business partner.
This wasn't the first time they'd opened a restaurant. The trio of friends from culinary school, Felicia, Todd Young, and herself had opened their first place, el pescado, five years ago, after working for some of the best restaurants in the San Francisco area. When the lease on their location expired, the landlord wanted more than what the restaurant could afford so they'd closed the establishment. Todd had gone back to Jersey and the two women had moved north to Idaho and the farmhouse Angie had inherited.
She sent Felicia a quick text telling her to come over for dinner and that soup was ready. Then Angie finished packing her basket and took it across the road to Mrs. Potter. When Angie returned to her own kitchen after a few minutes of idle gossip, Felicia had arrived. Her business partner was the light to her dark. Blonde and thin, she looked like the typical California valley girl. Angie had her grandmother's Italian features and thick black hair. Felicia already sat at the table, a bowl of soup in front of her and Dom at her feet, watching her take each bite.
Holding out the spoon, she pointed it at Angie. "This is good."
Angie went over to the counter and made a couple of tuna fish sandwiches since neither of them loved the onion sandwiches like Mrs. Potter did. After pouring her own bowl of soup, she finally sat. Blowing on the too hot soup, she studied her friend. "You've been burning up my email today. Tell me what's got you all worked up. We have three weeks before opening, everything is on track, and we're meeting with the city council for our liquor license next week. Nothing's going to go wrong."
Felicia set her sandwich down on her plate. "That's where you're wrong. Something already has. The guy that runs the farmers' market is refusing to work with us. He says we're too 'corporate' for his liking."
Angie almost spit out the spoonful bit of the soup she'd just put in her mouth. She grabbed a napkin. "What do you mean we're too corporate? He realizes the 'company' is me and you, right?"
"Apparently, he has a strong no-corporation policy, so when he found out you'd filed papers to incorporate the restaurant, he got nervous." Felicia fed the crusts off the bread to Dom, who swallowed the bite without tasting it. "It's an easy fix. All you have to do is sweet talk him into changing his mind. No harm, no foul."
Angie pulled out her phone and made another notation on her already growing list for tomorrow. "Who did you talk to? The owner or the manager?"
"One and the same." Felicia took a business card out of her oversized designer purse. "Here's his deets."
Angie looked over the formal business card. Ian McNeal was listed as the owner/manager of River Vista Farmers' Market. He'd made the market a 503(c) nonprofit for the local farmers. She'd have to remind him that it was almost the same thing for little businesses. If she had to build her own vendor process, opening day needed to be pushed out at least a week. She could use a local produce supplier, except it was hard to claim farm-to-table when the tomatoes for the caprese salad came from California.
Felicia stood, taking her empty bowl to the sink and put a hand on Angie's shoulder. "Don't worry about it. You can talk the devil into serving ice cream as an afternoon snack in hell. You'll be able to handle this guy, no problem."
"When I was talking to Mrs. Potter just now, she mentioned I also need to charm Old Man Moss. He has a goat dairy up on the river canyon and only sells to people he likes. She said told me not to mention her name, because he doesn't like her. Some old argument that's festered for years." Angie laughed at the memory of the woman's chatter. "What was I thinking when I agreed to a farm-to-table concept? I'm going to spend all my time chatting up every farmer in the Treasure Valley."
Felicia paused at the kitchen door. "That's what the executive chef does. I'm just front of the house. Which reminds me I still need to find a local craft beer or two to add to our bar stock. Maybe I'll get lucky tonight."
"You mean with the beer, right?" Angie motioned Dom to come sit next to her.
Felicia shot her a wicked smile. "Whatever do you mean? Anyway, thanks for dinner. I'm going into Emmett for the Cherry Festival. Do you want me to pick up samples?"
Felicia had already been on more dates in the last month than Angie had since high school. "Get business cards from some of the local farm stands. I might need to reach out directly."
Felicia threw her a cockeyed salute as she opened the screen door, keeping her gaze on Dom who had left Angie's side to find his food bowl, deciding it was his dinnertime as well. The dog had a habit of thinking he needed out every time the door opened. She paused briefly. "You could come along."
"I don't want to be part of some blind date setup. You go have fun and be careful. This may not be California, but it doesn't mean bad things don't happen here." Angie opened the business plan for The County Seat and started scanning for things she'd have to change if she couldn't talk the farmers' market guy into being reasonable. Besides opening day.
She'd taken a loan to start the restaurant, buying the small building where she'd be cooking four nights a week for the rest of her life, hopefully. Her projections were all based on opening in three weeks. They'd already been taking reservations and had bookings for at least two weeks after opening night. If she had to push it back, she shook her head, not wanting to go down that road. Dom had cleaned out his dinner bowl and was looking at her unfinished dinner.
"Sorry guy, I'm not as much of a soft sell as Felicia." She took her dishes to the sink, putting a cover over the soup pan. Even though she'd fed only four people tonight, she still cooked as if she was in el pescado's kitchen. She'd freeze the leftovers as soon as they cooled.
The evening light had softened the kitchen. Angie picked up the blue leash hanging on the corner. "What do you say, want to go walking?"
He sat in front of her, motionless except the constant wag of his tail.
"I should rent out your talents as a floor cleaner." As Angie locked the door and tucked her key into her capris pocket, Dom strained on the leash. Mabel was still clucking around the front of the coop. "You're in charge," she called to the hen, who looked up at her like, "Aren't I always?"
The evening was still warm and the light that pulsed in the valley appeared soft and inviting. June had always been her favorite month. Not deep summer, but out of the chill of the spring. The good thing about River Vista is they got all four seasons. Winter, spring, summer, and fall. And the area residents celebrated each one. If Felicia liked the small local festivals, she'd have her choice year-round. Since high school, the Cherry Festival in nearby Emmett had been one of Angie's favorites. She'd met her first love there, had her first kiss, and it had been the first festival her grandmother had let her go to with friends rather than as a family. Of course, nothing got past the woman and at the breakfast table the next morning, her grandmother asked her about the new friend she'd met. Grandma's spies had been everywhere.
As they crossed the empty highway to the next mile of their walk, Angie considered the field to her right. Whatever was growing wasn't corn. Instead, the plants were more bean like, but didn't seem to be green beans. She took out her phone and snapped a picture of the field and one close up of the plant. The crunch of tires on the gravel side of the road made her freeze as a vehicle rolled to a stop behind her.
"Can I help you, miss?" The southern twang in his voice told Angie the man wasn't a local. She turned and a well-used red Chevy Silverado with a pile of silver siphon tubes piled in the bed sat parked on the side of the road. The man's appearance screamed farmer, from his worn Levi's to his flannel over shirt unbuttoned to show a sweat-covered tank underneath. Worn cowboy boots and an old Chevy baseball cap finished the look. He could be a model for Rural Farmers Quarterly, if there was such a magazine. "It's not safe for a pretty little thing like you to be out alone after dark."
"Not quite dark yet. We're just out for a walk." As to emphasize the point, Dom wiggled by her side, wanting her to release his leash. The puppy thought everyone was his friend, and wanted to get a whiff of the guy to add to his catalogue of humans. "Sit," Angie said, the command in her I'm-serious-voice and for once, Dom listened.
"Beautiful pup. My friend Cindy's girl just had a litter a few months ago. This guy's not from her litter, is he?" The guy stood still, leaning on the hood of his truck, watching Dom. He squatted down to the dog's level. "You mind if we meet?"
Angie could feel the shiver going through her dog. Dom seemed to like the guy, but what good was getting a dog for protection if he liked the entire human race. She released the leash and Dom bounded over to meet his new friend.
"I'm Kirk Hanley." He looked up from one of Dom's full body hugs. "Local vet so I would have met you guys sooner or later." He glanced at Dom's tags. "I guess I must have met this guy before since this is one of my tags. You are one of Cindy's boys, aren't you?"
Dom wiggled in agreement, apparently overjoyed that the guy who'd done his puppy shots for the breeder remembered him. Her dog did know everyone.
"I'm Angie Turner. We have an appointment in a couple of weeks for his boosters." She stepped closer and held out her hand. "Nice to meet you."
"Well, welcome to the neighborhood Miss Angie. I'm sure you'll love it here. But you might want to be careful walking out here alone. I'm not sure your pup's much protection." He rubbed Dom's tummy.
"We'll be fine." She looked around the too empty space, finally settling her gaze on the bed of the pickup filled with silver irrigation tubes. "Don't tell me you farm too?"
"Guilty as charged. This whole eighty acres is mine, although since it didn't come with a house, I'm living in town over the vet clinic." He stood and Dom sat by his foot, leaning into his new friend's leg. "Someday I'll build a place out here, but student loans are a blessing and a curse."
Angie nodded. "I just paid mine off, now I'm back in debt for the new restaurant I'm opening, The County Seat, next month."
"You're the one opening the new restaurant in town? I've heard good things." He glanced at the setting sun and put out his hand. "Nice to meet you and Dom. I need to get water set before it gets too dark to see."
She shook his hand. "I'm sure we'll see a lot of each other."
"Why?" He looked down at Dom, "Is he okay?"
Open mouth, insert foot. "No, I mean, yes, he's fine. I just meant since River Vista is so small ..." She shook her head and changed the conversation. "Before you go, I don't recognize this plant. What are you growing?"
He paused before he got into the cab of his truck. River Vista Vet Clinic had been stenciled on the side of the door, but the paint had faded over the years. She wondered how long Kirk had been the local vet. "Soybeans. According to the grange guys, I'm growing the new cash crop of southern Idaho. You be careful now, you hear?"
"Soybeans," she said aloud as they continued their walk. She smiled at the vet's warning to be careful. Hadn't she just said the same thing to Felicia? Pot, meet kettle. The little town of River Vista had changed a lot since she'd been gone. And not all for the better, apparently. Dom, oblivious to any danger, sniffed at a gopher hole he'd found by the side of the road.
She wondered as the truck disappeared over the hill if her new friend knew either the farmers' market guy or the cheese guy. She should have asked. Everyone seemed to know everything around here, even where she bought her dog.
They finished their walk and as Angie got the kitchen cleaned up before bed, she touched Nona's basil plant, growing in a colorful pot on the kitchen windowsill. Being in River Vista felt right. The house felt right. Now, all she had to do was convince the rest of the town that she and her restaurant deserved to be here.
The next morning, the first thing on her list was a trip into town and the farmers' market. Based on what she found, lunch could be interesting.
She put a handful of shopping bags into the back of her crossover and returned to the house to get Dom's leash. The dog sat at the front door, looking out the screen, whining. "Hold, on, you can go, but you have to use your good boy manners today."
Dom was a sweetheart. At his worse, he'd sit on someone's foot or slobber them to death. Kirk was right. Dom was not quite the guard dog she'd been planning on getting, but as soon as she'd seen the litter, Angie knew that she wasn't leaving without one of the pups.
They drove the ten miles into town with the radio blaring and the sunroof open. There on the edge of the city limits sat the old high school gym. The school district had kept the gym and the land where the high school originally set and now rented it out for community events. Like the weekly farmers' market. Just a little farther down Main Street, on the other side of town was the building she'd bought for the restaurant. River Vista was tiny as far as cities went, more like a village. Angie sighed as they passed the town limit sign. She'd always felt a special connection with River Vista even before she'd moved here full time to live with her grandmother. The town sign boasted 400 residents, but the majority of the population lived outside city limits, enjoying the weekend farmer lifestyle while still keeping their corporate jobs in Boise.
The market was almost all set up and customers were starting to arrive and park on the roads. Across the street sat the only grocery store in town. Angie could get most things she needed for the restaurant right here in River Vista. As long as Ian McNeal got off his high horse and decided to sell to The County Seat.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
As usual Lynn Cahoon does not disappoint you.
Good characterization. Farmer who makes goat cheese is murdered. Angie who is opening a restaurant in town, solves mystery.
I enjoyed this read. It seem to be missing something. I'll not go into what I mean, dont wanna give anything away. All in all was a goood book.AKS
I enjoyed this first in a series. Angie and her friend/business partner are opening a new restaurant. They are trying to find local vendors and come across a goat farmer who although is a little cranky makes a great goat cheese. After Angie visits him, he turns up dead. Angie is not the type to sit around and begins to look for answers. With opening a new business and trying to figure out why Mr. Moss was murdered, Angie is kept busy. I liked the fact that suspects kept popping up when you didn't expect it. We are led with Angie finding the clues and we meet an interesting group of characters. I liked the fact that the police were actually investigating and didn't try to railroad someone. I will definitely continue on with this series.
This was a fun and breezy debut mystery. Angie and her friend Felicia are readying their new farm to fork restaurant, The County Seat, when a local goat cheese provider is killed. I never thought that much like the cow v. sheep debate of the Old West, there would be dairy cow versus goat milk cheese feelings in modern day Idaho. The setting sounds beautiful and I like Angie's growing menagerie! I am looking forward to reading more in this series.
This is the first in a feel-good, intriguing, and appealing new series. The setting is River Bend, Idaho, where Angie Turner returned after inheriting her Nona’s farm house. She is returning her after college and five years in partnership of a restaurant with two college friends in San Francisco. The timing of closing the restaurant and moving to Idaho were perfect, or would have been if not that her Nona had passed. Her best friend and business partner, Felicia, comes to River Bend for their new venture. The County Seat restaurant is first of its kind, farm-to-table, in an area rich with farmers and ranchers. The restaurant remodel is almost complete. Felicia lives in the upstairs apartment. Ivan McNeal owns and manages the Farmer’s Market, but says the farmers will probably not sell to The County Seat. Angie arranges a meeting with Ivan, as they need local produce and dairy to round out their suppliers. While there, Angie meets Old Man Moss, who she hopes to purchase goat cheese from. He won’t sell to anyone he doesn’t like, so he invites her to bring coffee and Ding Dongs for breakfast the next day. Angie and Mr. Moss get along well at their meeting, especially because he had known her grandmother and the newest kid in the flock, Precious, gives her dance of approval. As Angie was leaving, the Realtor who handled the deal for her restaurant, Reana, drives in. She gives Mr. Moss a hug, something few people would do. The next morning, the sheriff and Ivan show up at Angie’s door. Mr. Moss was found dead under suspicious circumstances. Rumor has it that Angie was the last person there – and Reana claims she was there a different day! In honor of her Nona, Angie wants to track the killer, and finds more than she expected: rumors of treasure, even though the farm was broke, and more suspects than originally thought. The author brings highly likable, delightful characters to River Vista! Some are a tad eccentric, lending a unique flavor to the story, and the main characters are developed well. To me, much of the appeal of the novel is the combination of characters and how Mr. Moss was a likable man despite allegations to the contrary. I like Angie; she and Felicia balance each other out. Precious and Dom are fun fur babies, adding another burst of seasoning to the story. As for Ivan, who can resist a Scottish brogue? Who Moved My Goat Cheese is a noteworthy first in series. I am looking forward to the next one!! The mystery was well planned and executed, with plot twists that kept me guessing late into the night. Watching Angie search for justice made for an incredibly compelling read. Adding to the confusion was whether Mr. Moss really was going to sell his beloved farm with amazing vistas. Trying to get the restaurant opened, meeting the new staff and learning to work together, and trying to find the real bad guy/ gal was a lot on her plate, but Angie was up for the challenge. I was somewhat surprised at who the killer was, as well as some of the suspects! I did miss the resolution of one of the loose ends. Overall, I very much enjoyed this novel, and highly recommend it! From a grateful heart: I received a copy of this e-book because of winning a First Reads contest on Goodreads.
Friends Angie Turner and Felicia Williams have decided to start their second joint venture in the sedate little town of River Vista where Angie grew up under her grandmother’s influence. Planning a farm-to-fork restaurant, the freshest commodity they discover is the murder of the local goat farm curmudgeon. Big kudos to Lynn Cahoon, author of a new Farm-to-Fork Mysteries series beginning with Who Moved My Goat Cheese? A clean book, and one in which I was pleased to not encounter any bad language. Although this is a rule of cozies, it is one that is increasingly broken. There were some good red herrings and twists and turns, with just the right amount of what the reader may also want... enough clues to feel the author’s villain makes sense, a hint of romance, and maybe even a possible love triangle to come in future books? Cahoon includes some special touches, one that I consider a “good” cozy requirement and some others that just brought a grin to my face. The “requirement”? The cozy sleuth needs to spend as much time at her business working as she does sleuthing. Check. One special touch? The mention of Nona’s junk drawer. The second special touch is the goat being tied up outside at one point. I imagine I am not the only one whose memory of John Thompson piano lessons immediately kicks into high gear and starts hearing in my head, “Bill Gordon’s Goat...” A fun cozy and a great start to a new series. I am grateful to NetGalley and the publisher for a complimentary copy. A positive review was not required. All opinions are solely my responsibility.
This is the first book in a new series by Lynn Cahoon. For a first in a series, it took some time to introduce the characters and the setting which is why I did not rate this book higher. Angie Turner moves to Idaho after her grandmother has died. She is living on her farm and along with her business partner, Felicia, they plan to open a restaurant. Because of the farm setting they want the County Seat to be a farm-to-fork restaurant. Unfortunately, things are not going according to plan. The manager of the local farmer's market does not want his market vendors to get involved with these city slickers. Angie meets with a local curmudgeon, Gerald Moss, who has a goat dairy and makes cheese. He agrees to sell his cheese to the restaurant once he realizes who she is. He was friends with her grandmother. The others finally come around as well. Angie is feeling good about the opening of her restaurant until, Gerald Moss is found dead and it is determined that he was murdered. As Angie was one of the last people to see him alive and she is new in town, she thinks she needs to help solve this crime so her restaurant opens normally and this man she met gets justice. I like the main characters of Angie, Felicia and Ian. There are some good secondary characters as well such as her neighbours and even the Sheriff. There are plenty of cute animals (Precious the goat, Dom the St. Bernard puppy and even a chicken) to round out the characters. The mystery moves at a nice steady pace. The Farm-to-Table theme doesn't overpower the mystery, but adds to the nice, cozy feel of the story. There were plenty of suspects and a couple twists to keep the suspense going. I am glad Angie is young because between her new restaurant and the sleuthing as well as taking care of her mini zoo, she is one busy person. There is a budding romance that I hope fleshes out in the next book. Anyone who has read any of Lynn Cahoon's other series knows that her writing moves the story along swiftly with a nice plot. I did figure out who the murderer was because he was the shadiest of characters but I did not know why he did it. I will read the next to see where this series goes. A good introduction to a new series for cozy mystery lovers. The publisher generously provided me with a copy of this book via Netgalley.
Dollycas’s Thoughts Angie Turner has moved into her grandmother’s house following her death. She and her friend Felicia have decided to open a Farm to Fork restaurant called The County Seat. For their business to be a success they did to find enough local farms and dairies to meet their needs. The leader of the local farmer’s market group has decided the girls are too corporate to work with his group. Angie is doing her best to convince him otherwise. While at the speaking to the man she meets “Old Man Moss”. He owns and operates a goat dairy farm. He invites her out to see his place and they come to an agreement for working together. The next day Angie is shocked to find out that Moss is dead. Someone must have killed him not long after her visit. She feels connected to this man, he and her grandmother were friends. She decides while finding vendors for the restaurant she is going to do a little investigation of her own. There is so much I loved about this series debut. It starts will the theme, farm to table dining. This type of restaurant is popping up across the country. The dilemma of finding sources for your proteins and produce is true and it can make or break a restaurant. I sure hope Angie and Felicia have a very successful go of it. Lynn Cahoon has created wonderful characters. I love the friendship Angie and Felicia have, they work well together and are smart enough to know living together would be too much. Angie has settled in on the farm with her dog Dom, her chicken Mabel, and newly adopted goat, Precious, while Felicia takes the apartment above the restaurant. We meet a lot of the residents of River Vista as the girls line up everything they need for the restaurant and snoop out the killer. I was sorry to see Mr. Moss die, he was a great character for the small amount of time he was alive within these pages. The characters were all very relatable and I am excited to see them evolve. The story was well plotted giving the mystery several twists but I had my eye on the guilty party early on. Amazingly I was right. I always say the first book in the series is hard. You have to set the scene, introduce the characters, and give the readers a great mystery to solve. Ms. Cahoon delivered a very entertaining story, set in a place I don’t read often about, along with engaging characters I want to know better. The best news is that I don’t have to wait long for the next installment, Killer Green Tomatoes will be released July 3.
Angie Turner returns to Ohio with her best friend Felicia to start a Farm to Fork restaurant. Living in her inherited Grandmothers house has opened up lots of memories along with helping her fit into the close knit town. Angie must start and keep good relationships with the local farmers to be able to supply her new restaurant with the freshest local ingredients. She must spend time with the grumpy goat cheese farmer trying to make sure he will supply her restaurant. Even though Mr. Moss doesn't like many people, he likes Angie because he was friends with her grandmother. When he is killed Angie feels she has to help the sheriff find the real killer before the murder gets pinned on her as the new person in town. I enjoyed this new series from Lynn Cahoon. The farm to fork theme is unique and I learned a lot about that type of business from the book. I enjoyed the way Angie and Felicia had to get to know the locals in a believable way that helped the reader get to know them at the same time. I found this book to be a refreshing twist on the cozy genre.
Who Moved My Goat Cheese? by Lynn Cahoon is the first story in A Farm-to-Fork Mystery series. Angie Turner has moved to River Vista, Idaho to live on the farm she inherited from her grandmother (Nona). She has partnered with her best friend, Felicia Williams to open The County Seat which has a farm-to-table concept. It is only three weeks until they open, and the pair are still working to line up all their local vendors. One of the vendors they would like to work with is Gerald Moss of Moss Farm who sells goat cheese. The one caveat is the crusty Mr. Moss who only sells his products to people he likes. Fortunately for Angie, Mr. Moss and his goat Precious take to Angie right off. He talks to her about his farm, his cheese cave and a secret that he will enlighten her on in the future. The next morning Angie is told that Mr. Moss is dead. Angie soon discovers that not many people cared for Mr. Moss or are upset at his passing. This distresses Angie especially since Mr. Moss knew her Nona, and it sets her on the path to solving his murder. When Angie goes to investigate the scene of the crime, she comes across Precious and ends up with a new farm resident. Angie fits in her sleuthing in between setting up the restaurant, taking care of Precious and Dom (her St. Bernard pup), purchasing supplies for the restaurant, and visits from her neighbor, Mrs. Potter. Who disliked Mr. Moss enough to kill him? Angie is determined to find out in Who Moved My Goat Cheese? Who Moved My Goat Cheese? is a good start to A Farm-to-Fork Mystery series. I liked the authors conversational writing style and the story had a steady pace. It made reading Who Moved Goat Cheese? a pleasure. The story has good characters, but I wished the author had given readers more of Angie’s backstory. I hope we learn more about Angie and Felicia in the next story. I loved Dom, Angie’s St. Bernard puppy. He reminds me of my dog, Doozy (his name tells you about his character). Dom was a delightful addition to the story as was Precious, the goat. Both were quirky, entertaining and added levity to the story. I like the theme of farm-to-table and it was nicely incorporated into the mystery. The mystery had several suspects and there was good misdirection. I was able to identify the killer early in the story, but it took longer to find out why this person killed Mr. Moss. The mystery had some intriguing elements (I would say more but I do not want to spoil it for you). I would like to have a little more action in the next book in the series. The life lesson about not being able to change the past and not to dwell on it is a good addition to the book. It is one many people struggle with daily (myself included). I am giving Who Moved My Goat Cheese? 4 out of 5 stars. I will be reading Killer Green Tomatoes when it comes out. Who Moved My Goat Cheese? is a feel-good cozy mystery that readers of Lynn Cahoon and cozy mysteries will enjoy.
This was the first culinary mystery I have read about a farm-to-table business. There are many, many culinary cozies out there and if you are looking for a non-cookie cutter culinary cozy, this is it. In this debut book in the Farm-to-Fork series we are introduced to main characters and friends Angie and Felicia, who are hard at work creating a fresh start for themselves with a farm-to-fork restaurant. As they scurry to get ready for their grand opening in their idyllic adopted town in Idaho, their goat cheese vendor is found dead on a canyon trail. The plot unfolds well and is wrapped up nicely. The characters are interesting. There is a hint of a future romance. I give this book 4 stars due to its unique setting. It is refreshing to find a culinary cozy that doesn’t follow the same standard setting.
First in a new series by established author Lynn Cahoon, Who Moved My Goat Cheese? offers a healthy dose of mystery and a hint of romance in a small Idaho town. Angie moves back to her hometown with her friend/business partner Felicia to open a restaurant featuring local ingredients, but she gets swept up in a multi-layered mystery involving a curmudgeony goat farmer. I enjoyed the complexity of mystery in this story, which kept me wondering and guessing until the end. There were a few strong suspects, though I didn't figure it out on my own, even with the good clues peppered throughout the story. I liked most of the secondary characters and look forward to learning more about them in future books. There were two characters that I had a completely wrong first impression of, and had me waffling about whether or not they were good or shady. The book includes an end note with a tasty-sounding recipe for potato soup. Overall, a great read that kept me coming back for more! I'll be following the Farm-to-Fork Mysteries, along with Lynn Cahoon's other two series. I received a free advance copy of this book in exchange for my honest review.
Lynn Cahoon has a great new cozy mystery in Who Moved My Goat Cheese?, part of the Farm-to-Fork Mystery series. She does a great job of creating likable, real characters who are down to earth but have a way of getting tangled in a mystery that they have to solve....and it sometimes puts them in a dangerous situation. Angie Turner and her friend Felicia Williams have plans to start up a new restaurant in Angie's hometown of River Vista, Idaho, near Boise. The County Seat will use fresh local ingredients for a Farm to Fork concept. Angie will be the head chef and Felicia will run the front of the restaurant. But Angie and Felicia have to make contacts with the local farmers and dairy farmers to find a source for their supplies. As things start out, one dairy farmer is a potential supplier of goat cheese that Angie is working with. He has a reputation of being hard to get along with and all around grumpy but Angie feels that she is making headway with him when he is found dead a day after she has talked to him. He was murdered. But she wasn't the last to see him. Angie gets involved in trying to find Old Man Moss' murderer but she ruffles some feathers along the way and puts herself in danger. Lots of people didn't like him but would they want to kill him? Look forward to a cozy mystery with twists, turns, lots of suspects and a lots of yummy sounding food. I am looking forward to reading more books in the series and maybe there will be a little romance in Angie's future. Lynn Cahoon is a go to author for me. I know that I won't be disappointed. Thanks to NetGalley and Lyrical Underground and Kensington Publishing for reading this ARC in exchange for an honest review.
This is a great start to a new series. We learn enough about the characters to care but there is plenty more to learn in upcoming books. The farm-to-fork restaurant concept is an unique approach to the cozy mystery setting and the animals add a dash of cuteness. Add to that a touch of romance and we get an interesting, well rounded story. I am looking forward to learning more about Chef Angie and friends in book #2 of the Farm-to-Fork Mystery series. Thanks to NetGalley and Lyrical Underground/Kensington Publishing for an ARC in exchange for a fair and honest review.
Who Moved My Goat Cheese? by Lynn Cahoon is the first book in a new series and a refreshing change of pace in cozy mysteries. I've only a few things about "farm-to-fork restaurants so I was intrigued by this as being a setting for a cozy series. I liked both Angie and Felicia as they seem to be hard working young women who want a fresh start in life. Ms. Cahoon's descriptive writing makes the setting in Idaho come to life as we travel with Angie while she is lining up local vendors for her and Felicia's new restaurant, The County Seat. Angie's neighbors and the local residents seemed friendly and welcoming to Angie and Felicia as they scrambled to get ready for their grand opening. I liked Mr. Moss, in spite of his grumpy attitude, and I understood why Angie wanted his murderer found; but there were a couple of times that I felt that Angie went beyond some polite inquiries with the local residents. I also like the possible romance for Angie as Ian seemed to be one of the "good guys". The plot is quickly paced, the clues were well hidden and there seemed to be plenty of suspects as Angie searched for the killer. I did catch on right before the reveal and that wrapped up the threads nicely. I was glad to see that Ms. Cahoon included the grand opening of the restaurant so that readers could see the end result of all of Angie and Felicia's hard work. I would love to visit The County Seat and enjoy a farm-to-fork meal. I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book from Lyrical Underground via NetGalley. All of the above opinions are my own.
The first installment in the new farm to fork series by Lynn Cahoon is a feast for the mystery lover. Chef Angie Turner returns home to River Vista, Idaho after her grandmother passes away and she inherits the farm. She also brings along her BFF and business partner. Felicia, as the plan to open farm to table restaurant called The County Seat. As Angie works to source local farmers to supply the restaurant, she connects with a goat cheese farmer and old friend of her grandmothers who is not well liked in the community. But the reunion is short lived when old man Moss is found dead. While Angie grew up In River Vista, she has been gone for quite a while, and quickly becomes a topic of discussion for the community who is talking about her and the murder. With just a short time before opening the restaurant, and there’s a lot to be done and now Angie needs to add solving a murder to the list. This was an enjoyable story that takes a new spin in the cozy mystery space with the farm to table concept that is hot in the culinary world today. I look forward to future installments in the series and seeing what the future has in store for Angie, her friends, The County Seat, and the residents of River Vista.
I love the concept of this story—serving food freshly harvested from the fields or made fresh with ingredients from farm animals. That’s the dream behind Angie Turner and her friend/business partner, Felicia Williams venture in opening The County Seat restaurant. Farm-to-Table meals. The idea sounds simple if you can find trustworthy sources for your fresh food supplies. The murder of one of their sources puts a crimp in the grand opening plans. In between seeing to all the last minute details required to open a restaurant, Angie, accompanied by her adorable Saint Bernard puppy, Dom, asks lots of questions as to why the goat farmer, Old Man Moss, would be murdered. This story is a fun, quick read and a satisfying whodunit. The backstory is very interesting. Baby goat, Precious, is just that....precious. I thought the bad person was fairly obvious, but that didn’t keep me from enjoying the book from beginning to end. A love interest for Angie steps in fairly quickly, also. I really enjoyed this debut story and look forward to many more books in the series. I reviewed a digital arc from NetGalley and the publisher.
In this debut book by Lynn Cahoon, Who Moved My Goat Cheese? is a fresh new take on cozy genre. The characters are fun and likeable and the story flows smoothly and at a fast pace. The farm to table approach is quite interesting and of course, the title and vibrant cover are a wonderful attraction. Fans of this author will be pleased with this debut novel. I vouluntarily read an ARC of this book provided by the publisher, Kensington Books/Lyrical Underground and NetGalley. Who Moved My Goat Cheese releases on March 6, 2018