{"id":2627,"date":"2011-04-09T14:30:40","date_gmt":"2011-04-09T18:30:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lettersandsodas.com\/books\/?p=2627"},"modified":"2011-04-09T14:30:40","modified_gmt":"2011-04-09T18:30:40","slug":"a-red-herring-without-mustard-by-alan-bradleydelacorte-press-2011","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/a-red-herring-without-mustard-by-alan-bradleydelacorte-press-2011\/","title":{"rendered":"A Red Herring Without Mustard by Alan BradleyDelacorte Press, 2011"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In this, the third Flavia de Luce mystery (after <em>The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie<\/em> and <em>The Weed That Strings the Hangman&#8217;s Bag<\/em>, both of which I read and liked last May ), we once again find ourselves in the little village of Bishop&#8217;s Lacey, which is again beset by mysterious criminal happenings. First a Gypsy woman is attacked in her caravan, and then a local poacher turns up dead: are the crimes related to each other, or to another unsolved crime in the village&#8217;s past, or to other criminal doings in the village&#8217;s present? Eleven-year-old Flavia, as usual, sets about to figure it all out. Flavia is a pretty endearing narrator, with her pluck and smarts and love of chemistry: the below might be my favorite sentences in the whole book. <\/p>\n<blockquote><p>As two cups of water came to the boil in a glass beaker, I took down from the shelf where it was kept, alphabetically, between the arsenic and the cyanide, an apothecary jar marked <em>Camellia sinensis.<\/em><br \/>\n&#8220;Don&#8217;t worry,&#8221; I said. &#8220;It&#8217;s only tea.&#8221; (154)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In this, the third Flavia de Luce mystery (after The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie and The Weed That Strings the Hangman&#8217;s Bag, both of which I read and liked last May ), we once again find ourselves in the little village of Bishop&#8217;s Lacey, which is again beset by mysterious criminal happenings. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2627","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2627","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2627"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2627\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2627"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2627"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2627"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}