Why a Mediterranean Mystery?
January 23, 2017
I grew up in an ethnic Armenian-American household. My mother was a talented cook and the grapevine in our backyard was more valued that any rosebush. I’d often come home from school to the delicious aromas of simmering grape leaves, stuffed peppers and tomatoes, and shish kebab. Sundays were dedicated to church and family gatherings around the kitchen table.
Basing my series at a restaurant was a sure fit for me, too. For twenty-eight years, family owned a restaurant in a small town in South Read More