Book Title: Cooking Up Love
Author: Gemma Brocato
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Lyrical Press
Jemima George leads a charmed life as a personal chef and assistant to reality television’s latest darling. But that changes in a New York minute when her Aunt Caro dies under odd circumstances, bequeathing her a small restaurant. Jem plans to sell the café and continue her life in NYC, until a dramatic phone call from her cheating boyfriend convinces her to experiment with the ingredients for happiness and accept her Aunt’s legacy. Throwing herself into remodeling the restaurant with the help of the town’s delicious contractor, Jem revamps the menu and renews her faith in herself.
Jack Kerrigan considered Caro a surrogate mother and hates the idea that the café could be sold. He doesn’t need the remodeling project, but if it means Caro’s beautiful, fascinating niece will stay to run the restaurant, he’s all in. He wouldn’t mind being savory to Jem’s sweet.
Jack’s brassy ex-wife is cooking up a scheme of her own, where Jack tosses Jem like a salad and comes back to her. Fold in a creepy attorney hiding secrets of environmental mayhem, add Jem’s claustrophobia, half-pint niece and nephew twins, one mysterious lockbox, and bring to a boil--a recipe for romance.
A Lyrical Press Contemporary Romance
About Gemma Brocato
Gemma's favorite desk accessories for many years were a circular wooden token, better known as a 'round tuit,' and a fortune from a fortune cookie that said she was a lover of words; some day she'd write a book. All it took was a transfer to the United Kingdom, the lovely English springtime, and a huge dose of homesickness to write her first novel. Once it was completed and sent off with a kiss even the rejections, addressed to 'Dear Author', were gratifying.
After returning to America, she spent a number of years as a copywriter, dedicating her skills to making insurance and the agents who sell them sound sexy. Eventually, her full-time job as a writer interfered with her desire to be a writer full-time and she left the world of financial products behind to pursue an avocation as a romance author.
Her gamble paid off when she was a 2012 Finalist in the prestigious Golden Pen contest for Romantic Suspense and she received contracts for her first and second book.
Connect with Gemma on Facebook, https://www.facebook.com/gemma.brocato, Twitter, @gemmabrocato or on the web at www.Gemmabrocato.com
Jack Kerrigan is a contractor in the tourist town of Granite Pointe, Massachusetts and considers himself lucky to have been hired to remodel the café Jemima George inherited from her Aunt Caroline. Jack recognized early on that Jem is the sweet to his savory. He agreed to take some time off from his day job to come talk to Laurie about his favorite things.
Tell us about your family.
I have the greatest family. Two brothers, Sam and Noah, one sister, Pippa, and the best parents a man could ask for. My sister has twins, a boy and girl who are five, going on fifteen, if you know what I mean. You won’t believe the stuff that comes out of their mouths. Jem was shocked speechless the first time she met them. I think they’ve spent entirely too much time around their Uncle Sam.
As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?
I’ve always wanted to build things. Ever since I was young, I’d tag along with my dad to help him out on job sites. It makes sense for me to be in construction. I love to work with my hands. Jem kind of loves it, too (*snickers*). I could have played professional football after I graduated from Boston College, but that wasn’t who I was.
What is your favorite meal?
My favorite meal? I don’t really care what I eat as long as Jem is sitting across from me. But she makes a killer meatloaf. (*smacks his lips and pats his belly)
Do you play any sports?
I already mentioned I played football in college. Mostly, I play pick-up basketball and street hockey. I love darts. I taught Jem everything she needs to know about how to play. Okay, maybe she already knew how to play and was just faking that she didn’t know. She’s sneaky that way. She saw it as an opportunity to get my arms around her. Like I really needed an excuse.
Where do you dream of traveling to and why?
Jem told me about a trip she took to Blue Bay, in Mauritius. (*sighs into a smile, creasing killer dimples into his cheeks) It sounded so awesome I just know I have to take her back there sometime.
What do you do to unwind and relax?
I play darts at Big Red’s tavern, in Granite Pointe. It’s a locals mostly pub with great food. Not as good as Jem’s, but still fantastic. I also like to watch the waves roll in at the harbor. And I catch Bruins, Patriots and Red Sox games whenever I can. If I could just get Jem to quit wearing that damn Yankees hat of hers.
Tell us about your favorite restaurant.
Seriously? You asked that? You know Jem owns a café, right? My first choice anytime is Caro’s Taste, Jem’s restaurant. My second favorite is my mom’s house. She makes Teriyaki Chicken Kabobs that are wicked good.
You just won a huge lottery what is the first thing you'll buy?
I’d buy one of the old mansions on the seaboard in Granite Pointe and restore it to its original condition. Those old beauties were built to withstand all kinds of weather, and you really can’t beat the style. (*rubs his hands together in anticipation) Next, I’d buy a tricked out truck, one with all the bells and whistles, leather interior, satellite radio, a moon roof and a truck bed big enough for Jem and I to lay in and count the stars (*winks wickedly).
Is there a piece of advice that you have received that has really stuck with you? If so, what was it?
A couple of years back I tried to lose myself in a bottle. I’m not proud of it, but there it is. My dad got disgusted and kind of ticked off at me for worrying my mom. He dragged my drunken butt to the harbor at oh-dark-thirty one day and forced me to watch a new day dawn. He told me to embrace the promise of the sunrise, that it brings new opportunity and new meaning to life every day. Whether I accepted it that day, or a year from them, the sun would be back each morning with its promise. I will always remember his advice, and the first sunrise Jem and I watched together. (*smiles and nods contentedly)