Read 'Em and Eat: Books, Food, Reviews

I retrieved my snow cone from Don and started off in the direction the man had pointed. The cone was melting fast, and I tilted the paper ...

I don't think I'd ever have the heart to eat it though. The truffles surrounding it, on the other hand, would be history.

The last of the customers had left, the front door of The Cookie Jar was locked, and Hannah and Lisa were in the kitchen, mixing up the c...

In the kitchen, Mom was stirring something at the stove. Liz was happily eating a samosa -- a pocket of bread stuffed with curried potatoes...

Stars were spackled across the sky and I could hear the strains of country music from a houseboat a few slips away. The spooky termite-ri...

In an effort to work more culinary mysteries into my reading schedule, I signed up for the 2012 Foodies Read 2 challenge, hosted by the lov...

It seemed that people could walk through life without causing a ripple, leading ordinary and uneventful lives. It was only after they'd...