“In the hamlet of Bishop’s Lacey, the insidiously clever and unflappable eleven-year-old sleuth Flavia de Luce had asked a Gypsy woman to tell her fortune—never expecting to later stumble across the poor soul, bludgeoned almost to death in the wee hours in her own caravan. Was this an act of retribution by those convinced that the soothsayer abducted a local child years ago? Certainly Flavia understands the bliss of settling scores; revenge is a delightful pastime when one has two odious older sisters. But how could this crime be connected to the missing baby? As the red herrings pile up, Flavia must sort through clues fishy and foul to untangle dark deeds and dangerous secrets.” – Goodreads
A Red Herring Without Mustard by Alan Bradley is the third novel in the award-winning Flavia de Luce Mystery series. People, these books just keep getting better and better. In A Red Herring, Bradley weaves a tale full of twists and turns that keep one guessing until the very end. Gee, that didn’t sound like a total book review cliché, did it? But it’s true! Your attention is torn back and forth between Gypsy attacks and dead babies and stolen antiques and nighttime intruders and secret houseguests… At the same time, the intricacies of the de Luce’s familial relationships can be both hilarious and heartbreaking. And I just have to say that Flavia de Luce is my kind of girl. Oh, the sarcasm! The arrogance! The wit! Is it so wrong for a thirty-eight-year-old to want to be BFFs with an eleven-year-old? Well… don’t answer that…
5 out of 5 stars.
Who I would recommend this book to: My Grandma Choo-Choo, who would immensely enjoy Flavia’s blatant yet unintentional smart-ass-ishness.
Source: Free Library of Philadelphia Digital Library