Suspect:
Bess Duckworth, Cook.
Age:
Admits to fifty. Fifty five when pushed.
The Welford
Hall cook has not had a good day. For one thing the weather has been
unseasonably hot, the air thick and stifling, or "mafting" as the
locals call it. She's very worried about keeping her sandwiches cold, fresh and
appetizing for Lady Isolda's garden party, and with an understaffed household—
not to mention an ongoing feud with the butler to complicate matters— Bess is
ready to tear her hair out.
But the
final straw that breaks the camel's proverbial hump? A stranger bearing the three
tiers of a chocolate-coated cake has arrived at the house, claiming it was
ordered by Lady Isolda as the grand centerpiece for her party.
Bess is
outraged. For a great many years she has baked the cake for her ladyship's
annual soiree and never heard any complaints. This year she has done the same,
completely unaware of Lady Isolda's plan to bring in another cake -- this one from the
"outside". She cannot understand it. Why would her mistress go
elsewhere for a cake and not even mention it to her faithful, long-serving
cook?
Usually the
two women discuss menus for every meal served in that house, whether there are to
be guests present or not. Bess, as the head of a process that puts good food on
their table, has always been treated with respect.
Until now.
Humiliated,
her pride wounded, she festers over this "slight" for quite some time that afternoon,
until she reaches boiling point. Deciding it's time to speak up and complain to
her ladyship, she sets off to find her.
On that
sweltering hot day, it's all about to bubble over.
Find out who cooked Lady Isolda's goose in
"BESPOKE" -- Coming February 20th, 2019.
(Image here: Cook with Red Apron by Leon Bonvin 1862)
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