The sound of Steller’s jays squawking greetings to each other overhead made me pause and look up. A-frame rooftops lined the thoroughfare like gingerbread cottages. I hurried along Front Street for two blocks, passing flowerpots and window boxes stuffed with red geraniums, an authentic fifteen-foot-tall cuckoo clock in the town square, and rows of antique streetlights. Country air greeted me outside on the cobblestone streets. I grabbed a twenty from the register, tucked it into my pocket, and weaved through the crowd of regulars kicking back with midafternoon pints. “ Ja, Sloan,” Otto replied from behind an eight-foot copper kettle. Can you watch the wort? I’ll be back in a few.” “Otto,” I called to my father-in-law, the patriarch of our family and an award-winning brewmaster. Mac, my husband and brewmaster for Der Keller (the Cellar if you don’t sprechen sie Deutsch, as my mother-in-law likes to say), was nowhere to be found. A few minutes into the brewing process, I realized I’d forgotten cinnamon.
It was my day off, but instead of spending it in the late summer sun, I had opted to tinker with a new recipe I’d been working on. Danger is brewing in Beervaria and suddenly Sloan is on the case.IT WASN’T SO MUCH THE sight of my husband’s bare ass that would become permanently etched in my memory, but rather the rhythmic sounds of the German brass band oompah-ing in the background, coupled with the strong, but delicious smell of grains steeping in the mash tun. When Mac, is arrested, Sloan knows that her ex might be a cheater, but a murderer? No way. Nitro’s owner, brewmaster Garrett Strong, has the brew-world abuzz with his newest recipe, “Pucker-Up IPA.” This place is the new cool place in town, and Mac can’t help but be green with envy at their success.īut just as Sloan is settling in to her new gig, she finds one of Nitro’s competitors dead in the fermenting tub, clutching the secret recipe for the IPA. She decides to strike out on her own, breaking away from the Krause family brewery, and goes to work for Nitro, the hip new nano-brewery in the Bavarian-themed town. Sloan has spent her life in Leavenworth, Washington becoming an expert in brewing craft beer, and she doesn’t have time to be held back by her soon-to-be ex-husband. When Sloan Krause walks in on her husband, Mac, screwing the barmaid, she gives him the boot.
From Ellie Alexander, beloved author of the Bakeshop Mysteries, comes the first in an intoxicating new series: Death on Tap.
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