I love a good foodie cozy mystery and Delilah's pizzas sound delicious. This time around, she has reluctantly agreed to cater a wellness retreat led by an overly demanding mindfulness influencer. When a guest is found dead in her zen tent, it’s up to Delilah and her usual crew to track down the killer.
There's a new police chief in town and she was quirky, I guess. I like it when the police and our amateur sleuths can get along and both are competent, but the way the chief brough Delilah into the case and setting up Capone undercover as a bartender in a town where literally everyone knows him, even if the retreat attendees don't, seemed odd.
The mystery itself was put together well. We had several suspicious people, and a couple of motives floating around. I felt like Delilah could have put together a few pieces quicker than she did. I also don't love that her ex owns...
I love pizza, but I will admit that my favorite is Ohio Valley-style, which is about as far from Delilah's gourmet deep-dish pies as you can get. My favorite pizzeria, does not take Valentine's Day reservations, mostly because it doesn't have tables, just a bench for you to sit on while you're waiting for your box.
It's the slow season in Geneva Bay, Wisconsin and about all Delilah has on her plans is trying to drum up business for Valentine's Day so she can continue to make payroll and ice fishing with her great aunt. Then, she and Aunt Biz find a body in the ice. Delilah's boyfriends, Detective Calvin Capone (yes, he’s related to the mobster) is ordered to stay away from the case, so of course Delilah has to do the investigating.
The murder mystery delves into past history and present events. Geneva Bay's history holds mob connections that the town is trying to use to promote tourism, but now...
Sleep in Heavenly Pizza is the fourth in the Deep Dish Mystery series but the first I've read. I knew it centered around a pizza shop, obviously, but had a different kind of restaurant in my head. Delilah & Son is way fancier than our pizza places generally. Of course, I live in the land of Steubenville/ Ohio Valley pizza and my favorite pizzeria doesn't have any place to sit and eat, either inside or outside, but they do have a stack of napkins on the counter in case you want to eat in your car. They certainly wouldn't be catering the upscale Chrismukkah party the book opens with. The party winds down a bit early when the hosts' family drama gets out of hand and glassware is broken. The next day one of the guests is found dead in a pile of snow being used for a sculpture competition, and of course the guests and catering staff come under...
