Sometimes the best way to know a person is by asking questions, so let’s meet Virginia.


What is your name?
Virginia Eugena Frankowski

How old are you?
Do I come to your house and insult you? Let’s just say I’m somewhere between sixty and dead.

What is your profession?
I’m full time do-whatever-the-heck-I-want. Poppy would say I’m co-innkeeper of the Butterfly Wings Bed and Breakfast because that makes her feel like she’s including me. I help make breakfast for the guests, but then I’m on coffee break until tomorrow.

Do you have a significant other?
I’ve had five and that was six too many.

What were their names?
Let’s see. There was Lovell, Virgil, Gush, Danny then Cecil. Or was it Cecil then Danny? I can never remember. One of them left with the Lottery Ball Bimbo and the other went out for a Baby Ruth and never came back. So as far as I’m concerned, their names are Milksop and Skinflint.

What is their profession?
What’s with all these questions? Are you with Social Security or something?

Any children?
Dear God, I hope not. The 60’s were a blur, but I think I’d remember that.

Do you have any sibling(s)?
Not anymore. My sister Emmy died a few years ago. I’m the last of the McAllisters except for my grandniece Poppy. She’ll inherit everything when I’m gone.

Cats, dogs or other pets?
Poppy brought a giant dust mop named Figaro with her. Now there’s gray cat fur all over my house and I can’t eat a tuna sandwich without being harassed.

What town do you live in?
I’ve lived my whole life in the same house in Cape May, NJ. It’s a beautiful grand Victorian that my grandfather bought in the late 1800s as a summer beach cottage.

Do you rent or own?
I own it, but I almost lost it once. Poppy was shrewd enough to figure out what was going on and she saved us.

What is your favorite spot in your house?
In the spring and fall I love to sit in my rocker on the front porch and throw peanuts at the squirrels. Once I beaned two squirrels with one nut! Personal best! The rest of the year I like the sunroom in the back of the house. I have my recliner and the TV and Figaro likes to curl up on the window seat next to me where he can keep an eye on the kitchen. We get a good view of Mr. Murillo’s back yard from here. He likes to sunbathe in the nude sometimes. I don’t know how I feel about that.

Who is your best friend?
I have a crew I run around with. Poppy calls Ethel, Lila and Thelma my “ride or die” girls, whatever that means. They’ve welcomed Poppy into our group since she came home. We’ve made her our designated driver since she’s the only one without cataracts. Plus, it makes her get out of the house once in a while to blow the bad attitude off of her.

Amateur sleuth or professional?
Neither one. I’ve just helped Poppy solve a couple of crimes. She’s not exactly a professional sleuth either. She’s just terminally unlucky, but she makes up for it by being wonderfully clever.

Who helps Poppy with sleuthing?
Ethel is a professional busybody, and Thelma has contacts all over the Senior Center, so they always know what’s going on. Lila infiltrates the women’s prayer network when we need to do some fact checking. There are perks to living this long in the same small town.

Favorite meal?
Sunday Dinner. Mmm mmm. Fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, green beans smothered with fatback, and peach cobbler with vanilla ice cream for dessert. I’m getting so hungry. Of course, I’ll take a fiber one bar over some of those green smoothies Poppy has tried to pass off as food. I don’t want to have to chew anything that’s coming out of a straw.

Favorite dessert?
Anything Chocolate. Or Peanut Butter. Or Cake. Did I say Ice Cream yet?

Favorite hobby?
My first rule about hobbies, is never talk about hobbies.

Favorite vacation spot?
I used to love Higbee’s Beach, but you have to keep your clothes on now. Machu Pichu is on my bucket list. Don’t tell Poppy.

Favorite color?
Polka Dots

Favorite author?
Can I say Libby Klein? I hear she’s very funny. I also like that guy who writes the interviews for the TV guide. He asks the hard questions.

Favorite sports team?
The Kalamazoo Lassies

Movies or Broadway?
Bingo

Are you a morning or a night person?
Yes. I’ll sleep when I’m dead.

In a few sentences, what is a typical day in your life like?
My eyes pop open around six every morning. I take the next couple of minutes to look around and see if I’m in a casket. If I’m still in my bedroom and not at the pearly gates I start warming up. It takes a lot of effort to get all my parts moving in the same direction. After I wash and cream my face and take care of my morning toilette I ask myself what mood I’m in for the day. I always dress according to mood and not the weather or climate. Life is too short, and I might not make it to the next season.

I try to get to the kitchen before Poppy does so I can get into my stash of pop tarts I hide in a Metamucil box before she catches me. Then I make us a Paleo approved breakfast while Poppy makes coffee. She’s really good at coffee. I wish she was on a Danish diet. Life would be a lot more interesting around here if we had some Entenmann’s.

Then, depending on the day of the week, I have my different clubs and activities. If I hear the waves calling me I go wakeboarding. If I need to relax I might go to the boxing ring. Of course, I tell Poppy I have a knitting bee. I’m surprised she hasn’t noticed that nothing around here is made of yarn yet. I meet the girls for lunch at one of our favorite secret haunts that the tourists don’t know about. No, I won’t tell you where it is. Besides, you have to know the secret knock on the mermaid to get in.

In the afternoon I catch up on my stories while texting Ethel my running commentary on what I think Marlena should do about Roman and who’s Lani’s baby daddy. I want Poppy to teach me how to Twitter because I think more people would benefit from my guidance about the important things. Like what color of nail polish is acceptable after the age of seventy and shaming the repeat offenders of the 15 items or less lane at the Acme.

In the evenings I like to see what activities are being offered at the Senior Center and who else would be going. As long as it’s not some lame sing along in the piano room I’ll get dressed in my evening attire and head out. If I don’t feel too sorry for Poppy sitting at home alone with Figaro I go out dancing. If I feel extra sorry for her, I make her come with me. Some people think they have all the time in the world to live their lives. I prefer to enjoy every minute as if its my last.

XXOO Ginny

Giveaway: What is your favorite snack? Leave a comment below for your chance to win a print copy of Midnight Snacks Are Murder. U.S. entries only, please. The giveaway ends August 1, 2018. Good luck everyone!


You can read about Ginny in Midnight Snacks Are Murder, the second book in the “Poppy McAllister” mystery series, coming July 31, 2018. The first book in the series is Class Reunions Are Murder.

When her sleepwalking aunt is accused of committing murder, Poppy McAllister finds out there’s no rest for the weary . . .

Between trying to get her gluten-free baking business off the ground and helping her aunt remodel her old Victorian into the Butterfly House Bed and Breakfast in Cape May, New Jersey, Poppy is ready to call, “Mayday!” And now Aunt Ginny—who’s a handful wide-awake—is sleepwalking on her new sleeping pill prescription and helping herself to neighbors’ snacks and knickknacks.

Even more alarming, a local humanitarian who worked with troubled teens is found murdered, and the police suspect the “Snack Bandit.” Other than a bad case of midnight munchies and some mild knickknack kleptomania, Aunt Ginny is harmless. Someone’s trying to frame her. Poppy will need to work tirelessly to uncover the killer and put the case to rest—before Aunt Ginny has to trade in her B & B for a bunk bed behind bars . . .

Includes Seven Recipes from Poppy’s Kitchen!

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About the author
Libby Klein graduated Lower Cape May Regional High School in the ’80s. Her classes revolved mostly around the culinary sciences and theater, with the occasional nap in Chemistry. She has worked as a stay at home mom, climbing the ranks to the coveted position of Grandma. She also dabbles in the position of Vice President of a technology company which mostly involves bossing other people around, making spreadsheets, and taking out the trash. She writes culinary cozy mysteries from her Northern Virginia office while trying to keep her cat Figaro off her keyboard. Most of her hobbies revolve around eating, and travel, and eating while traveling. Visit Libby at libbykleinbooks.com

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