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Authors: Cleo Coyle

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Mike shrugged. “I can’t argue that some people are better at making messes than others.”
“So why is it people like us always have to clean them up?”
Mike caught my arm, and suggested I
stop
cleaning up for a while. “Take a break, Cosi.”
I did, plopping myself next to him at the espresso bar. I noticed the
New York Journal
at the end of the bar and slid it over to him. “Speaking of dirt, guess what’s in here.”
“Oh, right, that big exposé of Randall Knox’s. Now there’s a man who not only
likes
dirt, but
feeds
off it.”
“Can’t argue there, but get a load of this. The coverage of the wedding in the paper is all sweetness and light. Not a word in here about Breanne’s sordid past or her connection to the dead stripper Hazel Boggs. Guess why?”
“Knox turned over a new leaf? From now on, he’s only going to report good news?”
“I wish. No, it seems Knox wasn’t the only one with a file in his desk. Breanne finally admitted to me that she’d compiled a thick file on Knox—and not alone. Remember that suspicious-looking guy I saw outside of Fen’s and later at Breanne’s office, asking for her?”
“The big guy with the too-tight suit? Yeah. He factors into this?”
“He’s a private investigator. Breanne hired him to dig up unsavory history on Knox, some of which could land gossip boy in prison if she ever decided to release it to the press. It was enough to bring Knox to heel. He agreed to bury Breanne’s own file as long as his remained under wraps.”
“My ears are still ringing from unsavory allegations that can land him in prison. Anything you want me to look into?”
“Breanne won’t say.”
“Well, I think you and I might want to watch the guy anyway. Or we can sic the Fish Squad on him, or maybe even the pit bull for all those unpaid parking tickets I saw in the system.”
I smiled at the mention of the Sixth’s tough lady beat cop they called the pit bull, which got me to wondering. “Mike, I’ve been wanting to ask you—if I were a dog, what breed would I be? I’ve always thought of myself as a Jack Russell terrier.”
He laughed. “A Jack Russell’s not bad for you, but I think you’re more you of a border collie.”
“A border collie! Aren’t border collies, you know . . .”
“What?”
“Stupid!”
“No! They’re extremely smart. They just get a little neurotic if they don’t have enough to do, but farmers have used them for generations to protect their dim-witted sheep. They’re also pretty adorable.”
“I’m a border collie?”
“You’re adorable . . . and smart and gutsy and loving and ... C’mere . . .”
Mike’s mouth was still warm and slightly sweet from the latte, and his lingering kiss made the collie thing suddenly seem a whole lot easier to take. When we parted, he gazed down at me, brushed back my chestnut hair.
“I just want you to know, Cosi . . . I’m well aware you had a choice, and I’m glad that I’m the man who’s here with you now.”
“I am, too, Mike. Very glad.”
He smiled. “So what dog am I then? Golden retriever? Irish wolfhound?”
“Rottweiler.”
Mike laughed. “A police dog, huh?”
“Guard dog. A tough and hardy breed. Dependable, lovable”—I raised an eyebrow—“usually trustworthy . . .”
“Okay. I get it.” He raised a hand. “And I’d rather you quit while I’m ahead. Besides, didn’t you say something on the phone earlier about an empty apartment upstairs that you’ve finally got all to yourself?”
I nodded. The bride and groom were off on their honeymoon, Joy was spending the night at her grandmother’s, and when my hand reached into my jeans pocket, it came out holding a small piece of shiny metal.
“See,” I said. “Before he left for Barcelona, Matt handed over his key.”
“And you’ve got the whole place to yourself tonight, right?”
“That’s right, Lieutenant, including the bedroom.”
“Come on then, sweetheart.” Rising from the chair, Mike tugged my hand. “Let’s see if it works.”
It did.
I’m happy to report the bedroom worked like a dream—all night long.
RECIPES &TIPS FROM THE VILLAGE BLEND
Visit Cleo Coyle’s virtual Village Blend at
www.CoffeehouseMystery.com
for coffee tips, coffee talk, and more recipes!
 
 
Generous trays of cookies, baked by the women of my family, were a delicious and important addition to our Italian wedding feasts. But cookies aren’t just eaten at special occasions in Italian culture. Biscotti, pizzelles (sweet waffle cookies), and many other kinds are enjoyed at all hours of the day: at breakfast with cappuccinos, in the afternoon with an espresso pick-me-up, or after dinner on a dessert dish.
Anginetti
(Glazed Lemon Cookies)
 
The
anginetti
are a satisfying treat to have with coffee. Light and buttery with a sweet lemon glaze, they often make their appearance during the holidays, and the (optional) sprinkle of nonpareils (
confetti
in Italian) over the glaze makes them an excellent wedding cookie, too, since the colorful sugar balls call to mind the long-standing wedding tradition of giving guests almonds coated with hard-sugar shells as favors. (The bitterness of the almonds and the sweetness of the sugar represent the bittersweet truths of married life.) While recipes for
anginetti
vary—some bakers shape figure eights from a rope of dough, others simply create lemon drops—my version uses the ring shape in honor of Nunzio’s wedding rings. My version is also a bit sweeter than more traditional recipes.
Makes between 3 and 4 dozen cookies (depending on size and shape of cookie)
 
6 tablespoons butter
¾ cup granulated white sugar
1½ teaspoons pure vanilla extract
½ teaspoon lemon extract
1 teaspoon fresh lemon zest (grated from rind)
⅛ teaspoon salt (pinch or two)
3 large eggs
¼ cup whole milk
2½ cups all-purpose flour (sifted)
4 teaspoons baking powder
 
With an electric mixer, cream the butter and sugar together with vanilla and lemon extracts, lemon zest, and salt. Add eggs and milk and beat for a minute or two until light and fluffy. Add flour and baking powder, blending well with mixer until you have a dough (be careful not to overmix the dough or cookies will be tough). Dough should be soft and sticky. Chill for at least one hour; cold dough is easier to work with.
Preheat the oven to 350°F. Line baking sheet with parchment paper or silicon sheets, or spray surface with cooking spray. With well-greased hands (I rub butter over my fingers and palms), shape bits of dough into small ropes (about the thickness of a woman’s wedding ring finger), make a ring with the rope of dough about 2 inches in diameter, and press the ends together on the baking sheet. Or for lemon drops simply roll pieces of dough into balls about 1 inch in size and place on baking sheets. (If you want to go really rustic, then don’t even bother chilling the dough. Simply drop teaspoonfuls of the sticky dough onto the baking sheet.) Bake about 10 to 15 minutes. Don’t overcook. Baking time may vary, depending on your oven! Let cookies cool before glazing and decorating.
LEMON GLAZE
2 tablespoons butter
4 tablespoons water
2 teaspoons lemon extract
2 cups confectioners’ sugar (sifted)
 
In a nonstick saucepan, place the butter, water, and lemon extract over low heat, stir slowly until butter melts (do not let butter brown or burn). Add confectioners’ sugar, a little at a time, stirring constantly. Wait until sugar dissolves before adding more. Continue until all sugar has been added. Stir or whisk if needed until your glaze is smooth. Use a pastry brush to glaze your cooled cookies. (Optional: If you wish to add decorations to your cookies, such as nonpareils or colored sugar, be sure to sprinkle while glaze is still warm. I actually prefer the cookies without any decorations, just the lemon glaze.)
TIPS: Lemon glaze must be kept warm to stay a liquid. If it hardens up on you, simply warm up the glaze again, stirring or whisking to regain the smooth, liquid consistency. If you like a thicker glaze on your cookie (like I do), try “painting” a second or even a third layer of glaze on the cookie after the first layer hardens. Enjoy!
Baci di Romeo
(Romeo’s Kisses)
Rich chocolate ganache seals the kiss of two delicious, almond-flavor cookies.
Makes about 2
1
⁄2 dozen sandwiches
 
1 cup (2 sticks) butter
1 cup confectioners’ sugar
2 teaspoons vanilla
2 teaspoons almond extract
1 egg
2 tablespoons milk
⅛ teaspoon salt
2 cups all-purpose flour
½ teaspoon baking powder
½ cup ground, toasted almonds
1
Cream butter and sugar. Add vanilla, almond extract, egg, milk, and salt; mix until light and fluffy. Add flour, baking powder, and ground almonds. Mix just until blended (don’t overmix at this stage). Chill dough for 30 minutes (makes it easier to handle). Preheat oven to 350°F. Roll out dough into 1-inch balls. Roll them in sugar, place on lined or greased baking sheet, and flatten balls with bottom of a glass. Bake 10-12 minutes (watch your oven!). If cookies overbake, they will be dry.
CHOCOLATE GANACHE “KISS”
½ cup heavy cream
5 tablespoons sugar
4 tablespoons butter
12 ounces semisweet chocolate chips
or chopped bittersweet chocolate
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
 
Heat the cream, sugar, and butter in saucepan. Stir until butter melts and liquid simmers, but
do not
let mixture boil! Pour hot cream mixture over chocolate (in a glass or metal bowl). Waiting two minutes, whisk well until smooth, and whisk in vanilla. Let ganache cool for a half hour in fridge, no more! Next drop (or pipe with pastry bag) about a teaspoonful on the flat side of one cookie and gently sandwich together with a second cookie’s flat side. Press lightly to seal the kiss! Repeat until all cookies are kissing. (
Optional use:
while still warm, ganache can be used as a glaze for a cake.) If ganache harden too much, reheat. Makes about 2 cups.
Bellini
Like Nunzio’s
Lover’s Spring
, this classic cocktail was created in Italy. It was invented in 1943, at Harry’s Bar in Venice, during an exhibition of art by the fifteenth-century Venetian painter, Giovanni Bellini.
According to the man who created the drink, Giuseppe Cipriani, the cocktail’s color matched the hue of a toga in one of Bellini’s masterpieces, so he named the drink after the artist.
The Bellini is traditionally made with pureed white peaches, but in America (due to the limited availability of the white variety) yellow peaches are often substituted. Sometimes a touch of cherry or raspberry juice is added to blush the drink into an especially vibrant color.
Prosecco is the sparkling wine of choice when making this cocktail. Other sparkling wines can certainly be substituted, but the heavier flavor of French champagne doesn’t pair as well with the light, fruity taste of the peach.
 
1 part well-pureed peaches (remove skins)
2
2 parts chilled sparkling wine or champagne (Prosecco is best)
 
Peel the peach and puree it in a blender. Pour the puree into a pitcher (or a single glass), add the well-chilled Prosecco (or champagne), and stir well. Serve in chilled champagne flute.
Machu Picchu’s Paella
This hearty and tasty dish is brimming with Spanish flavors. To give it the Peruvian flair, follow the example of Machu Picchu’s chef and exchange the rice in this recipe for quinoa. The
paella
name, by the way, comes from the paella pan in which it is prepared and served (large, flat, and shallow like a frying pan). It’s traditionally cooked with a variety of meats and shellfish, but this is a versatile enough recipe for you to experiment. You can add fresh seared chorizo instead of dry, or try substituting different types of seafoods and meats to make it your own!
 
Serves 8
 
1 large Spanish onion
1 large yellow onion
1 large green pepper
1 large red pepper
6 ounces hot, dry chorizo (Spanish sausage)
5-7 cloves fresh garlic
½ cup scallions
1 large red tomato
12-15 clams
1 pound mussels
8 ounces green peas
2 skinless, boneless chicken breasts or 1 pound chicken tenders
1 tablespoon sea salt
1 tablespoon freshly ground black pepper
12-15 large shrimp
1
/3 cup extra virgin olive oil
4-5 cups (at least 32 ounces) chicken stock, more as needed
1 pound white rice
3
2 teaspoons crushed Spanish saffron

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