Pizza chef Delilah O’Leary and her kitty companion, Butterball, get into the holiday spirit as Geneva Bay, Wisconsin hosts the nation’s premier snow sculpting championship. The annual event transforms the charming resort town into a wonderland of snow castles, ice rinks, and cozy cups of cocoa.
On the eve of the festival though, a too-good-to-be-true Chrismukkah catering gig brings some frosty tidings and heralds an unexpected visit from Delilah’s high-intensity older sister. Suddenly it seems that the holidays may not be the hap-happiest season of all. And when one of the town’s snowy sculptures reveals a chilling surprise, murder threatens to put the celebrations—and Delilah’s crew—on ice for good.
I actually dislike Christmas because of the unrealistic expectations of family and presents. No Christmas I have ever had looks, sounds, or smells like what Hallmark or Disney portray it as. I did, however, relate to Delilah and her reaction to her own sister. I have two of those, and they both make me feel inadequate. I wish that I could cook like Delilah, or that I could find a pizza place like Delilah’s. I think I might be the only person who had pizza at her wedding reception.
The beginning of the novel had me feeling off about Capone. At first, it felt like he was keeping Delilah at arm’s length, like they weren’t actually dating. As the novel progresses, though, he seems to realize he can’t keep Delilah out of the investigation and capitulates.
Overall, I rate this novel 5 out of 5 stars.
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