I needed this book.
"Take one food writer named Cranky Agnes, add a hitman named Shane, mix them together with a Southern mob wedding, a missing necklace, two annoyed flamingos, and a dog named Rhett and you've got a recipe for a sexy, hilarious novel about the disastrous side of true love…"
This book was hilarious (I literally did a spit take at one point) and very well-written. It's a good blend of heavy and light (contract hits and cooking, anyone?), that doesn't feel forced or implausible.
I feel like I'm hardly doing justice with this review, but I definitely recommend it, and will be buying my own copy!