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Monday, August 13, 2018

Midnight Snacks are Murder

Midnight Snacks are Murder (A Poppy McAllister Mystery)
by Libby Klein

About the Book

Midnight Snacks are Murder (A Poppy McAllister Mystery)
Cozy Mystery
2nd in Series
Kensington (July 31, 2018)
Mass Market Paperback: 304 pages
ISBN-13: 978-1496713056
Digital ASIN: B0776HFC8V

When her sleepwalking aunt is accused of committing murder, Poppy McAllister finds out there's no rest for the weary . . .
Between trying to get her gluten-free baking business off the ground and helping her aunt remodel her old Victorian into the Butterfly House Bed and Breakfast in Cape May, New Jersey, Poppy is ready to call, “Mayday!” And now Aunt Ginny—who's a handful wide-awake—is sleepwalking on her new sleeping pill prescription and helping herself to neighbors’ snacks and knickknacks.
Even more alarming, a local humanitarian who worked with troubled teens is found murdered, and the police suspect the “Snack Bandit.” Other than a bad case of midnight munchies and some mild knickknack kleptomania, Aunt Ginny is harmless. Someone’s trying to frame her. Poppy will need to work tirelessly to uncover the killer and put the case to rest—before Aunt Ginny has to trade in her B & B for a bunk bed behind bars . . .
Includes Seven Recipes from Poppy’s Kitchen!

What I Thought:

I absolutely loved the first book in this series, and this one was just as good.  I love Poppy, she is so relatable to me, as I am in my 40s and also overweight.  She is a character that I have come to love.  I enjoyed returning to Cape May and visiting with Poppy and Aunt Ginny again, and of course, there is trouble on the horizon again. This time Aunt Ginny is the one accused of murder and Poppy, of course, has to find the real culprit.  Aunt Ginny is a little eccentric and with her now sleepwalking, and walking off with neighbors knick-knacks, Poppy has her hands full trying to prove that Ginny is innocent of murder.  Along with all that, Poppy and Ginny are trying to get their new Bed-and-Breakfast up and running and Poppy is also trying to start her gluten-free baking business.  This one was just as laugh-out-loud as the first in the series and was a pure delight for me.  The mystery was well thought out and plotted really well, and I was left guessing till the very end.

I received a complimentary copy of this book.

About the Author

Libby Klein dabbles in the position of Vice President of a technology company which mostly involves bossing other people around, making spreadsheets, and taking out the trash. She writes culinary cozy mysteries from her Northern Virginia office while trying to keep her cat Figaro off her keyboard.
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Melina’s book blog Character Guest Post by Sir Figaro Newton      

 Living with two single ladies is every cat’s dream. You’d think double the back scratches, double the tuna, double the catnip - but you’d be very wrong my friend. What it is, is double the drama.

I had it pretty sweet back in Virginia. Poppy was low maintenance as long as we didn’t run out of Haagen-Dazs or Pepperidge Farm. There were plenty of good napping spots. And Georgina hardly ever visited so that kept the number of hairballs down to a minimum. Then one day I was shoved into my prison cell and the torture-mobile brought us to a place Poppy calls “South Jersey.” It smells like pretzels rolled in coconut oil and seagulls here. I don’t like it.

Well apparently, we live here now. Either that or we’re being held hostage. I’m not sure, they are very similar. I just know that I’ve been more than fair about the change even though my vote counted for nothing. I did very little complaining when I had to listen to Poppy’s melodramatic ramblings about “killing a cheerleader” and “going to prison.” I’ve tried to make our surroundings more hospitable by carving my familiar artistic flair into each piece.  And my very generous contribution of moonlight serenades has gone completely unappreciated. I know that pillow was hurled by you Aunt Ginny!

I thought we’d put all that unpleasantness behind us and I was finally settling in when crazy number two started acting up. First Aunt Ginny let a bunch of strangers into my house and they started ripping apart my eating room and my other eating room. We had to take control and give everyone what for. Aunt Ginny and I disagreed about tactics, I felt we should hide the valuables like the can opener, but she insisted on splitting hairs over less important things that had nothing to do with eating. Like “don’t smash that family heirloom!” and “stop scratching my credenza, it’s an antique!” and other such nonsense.

At least we were a united front against a common enemy, the little hairless man. Every time I turned around, he’d track his saw-dusty paw prints into my napping place or leave one of his smelly tools in my other napping place. Enough was enough. A cat can only take so much. Just as I was about to suggest a conflab with Aunt Ginny, I catch her flopping down in front of the door in my loitering room. We get it. You want to be friends. Don’t be so dramatic about it!

Poppy rather overreacted, like she does, and Aunt Ginny was forced into the torture-mobile. They didn’t return for hours. I knew I was going to have a tough time calming them both down that night. I had to go from one lap to the other through half of Wheel and two episodes of Matlock. I like him. I bet he’s a cat person.

Things eventually settled down to a reasonable purr and life got back to normal. If your idea of normal is someone breaking into the neighborhood houses and stealing their most precious possessions. I told Aunt Ginny we needed to hide the can opener! If this so called “Snack Bandit” breaks in here and steals my can of Caribbean Beach Friskies I might just lose one of my lives.

Hmm. I hear the sound of Judge Judy in the sunbeam room. That means Aunt Ginny needs me to lie on top of the television, so she gets better reception. I like trying to swat Judy just as she rolls her eyes. I gotta go. If you live in the neighborhood, be sure to lock your door and hide your tuna. Something’s going on here and I haven’t quite figured it out yet. I’ve got a strange feeling in my whiskers…  But no. It couldn’t be…


  1. Thank you so much for spotlighting Midnight Snacks Are Murder! Figaro was already a problem, but this interview has pushed him right over the edge. Now he's claiming celebrity status and wants us to start calling him Lord Figaro and hand feed him salmon bits.

  2. Thank you for your review on "Midnight Snacks are Murder" by Libby Klein and for being part of the book tour. Enjoyed the character guest post with Sir Figaro Newton. I'd love the opportunity to read this book.
    2clowns at arkansas dot net

  3. Just started reading this one and love it already!

  4. Enjoyed the post, especially the interview. :-)
    I love learning about authors through their characters.
    sherry @ fundinmental