Gwen(nee Katz) Silver heard the brisket at her uncle's Jewish deli, Murray the Pastrami Swami-the only one of its kind in Nashville, Tennessee-was "to die for" But she didn't realize that meant literally... When Gwen learns she's inherited Murray's the native New Yorker leaves her chaotic career and messy divorce behind to start over in Nashville. But the venture seems doomed from the start. Murray's taken his recipes and secret list of food suppliers to the grave with him, and ruthless real estate developer Royce Sinclair will stop at nothing to try and sandwich Murray's into his already overstuffed portfolio. Then, on Kosher Karaoke Night, longtime customer Buster Sergeant bites into his brisket... and bites the dust. The coroner says food poisoning, but Gwen's not convinced. Now, with the help of hunky police detective Beau McClintock, "Nashville Katz"- as Gwen is quickly nicknamed-will find herself adding "private investigator" to her resume- and a new love to her life.
I had really high hopes for this book. Reading the cover on the back is what made me wanna buy this book, it seemed smart, witty and interesting. However after reading the first few chapters, I found it a bit boring. It also seemed to me to be a bit jumbled up, the victim dies so early in the beginning of the book there's alot of downtime in the middle and then what you would think would build up to a great ending but in the end I still felt a bit let down. I was also a little annoyed by having to google just about every Jewish word I came across, it would have been a bit better if the author would have added a few explanations about some of the Jewish foods and phrases for the non-Jewish readers.
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