Devil’s Food Kate by Darragha Foster

Grade: C+

Bam,

I feel like I need a disclaimer before beginning this review. From everything you’ve told me, I know that Darragha is a really nice woman. I really shouldn’t have to say this, but I’m going to: anything I say that is negative is not a personal attack on Darragha. I think she actually takes criticism for what it’s meant to be and generally doesn’t get defensive. NOR SHOULD SHE! And as a general statement (which I don’t feel I should ever have to repeat), I never pull any punches or withhold praise when I review a book, regardless of my personal feelings toward the author.

[Ed Note: Uh-oh… a review that starts with a disclaimer]

Okay, on to the review:

Devil’s Food Kate (ha ha… Devil’s Food Kate/Devil’s Food Cake… I’ll tell you right now I hate the punny title, but that didn’t stop me) is the story of Kate Tabor, owner/operator of Naughty Bits bakery, and last direct descendent of Alfheithur, Queen of the Valkyries and Light of the Hidden People (a bunch of tiny fairies and gnomes. Cute and deadly!). Kate, however, knows none of this. She’s just busy making challah penises and cannoli vaginas. I wish I knew her when I was planning my friend’s bachelorette party. Anyway, one day Odin Borsson, yes that Odin… king of the Norse gods, ruler of Valhalla, creator of armies, lover of orgies, strolls into Naughty Bits. Odin’s arrival is not a chance meeting. He’s looking for Kate for a couple of reasons. While the Norse gods are no longer the all-powerful beings they once were, Odin wants to have a buncha girl babies with Kate to bring the Valkyries back and replenish his army of fallen heroes so he can take over the world. Also, he banished Alfheithur and told her that all of her children would be subject to Odin’s rage until the end of time… because she didn’t want to be under his thumb any more. Odin believes he can make it all better by marrying Alfhiethur’s descendant, Kate. How romantic. So he hires Kate to cater her own wedding. WHAT A GUY! Talk about making her work for it. Kate, of course, has no idea that Odin is behind the hiring for the event. She just sees the cash that will pay off the loans for Naughty Bits and doesn’t question the total fucking oddity of hiring a pastry chef to cater an entire event. What? You don’t want your vichyssoise and medium rare rack of lamb cooked by the gal that is supposed to be making the chocolate truffles? Me neither.

I like Kate – yes, there’s a big ‘ole BUT in there, we’ll get to that – she’s her own woman. She owns her bakery, making erotic pastries and desserts with cute names and is driven to succeed without being a bitch to the help. She stands up to Odin and tells him that she won’t just be a magic hoo-hah that will pump out mini-Valkyries to build him an army to take over the world. Yay! We have a strong woman that doesn’t collapse under the force of the guy’s personality or the need for a magic va-jay-jay. My problem with Kate is that her crazy-meter is broken. She never steps back and takes stock of the strange coincidences, dreams, or people; she just goes with the flow, and as the day of the party gets closer, things go from peculiar to flat out ridiculous. Yet Kate forges on as if nothing is out of whack. Odin, on the other hand… well it’s a good thing Darragha writes great sex (and she does – that’s what kept me in the story), because when he gets described as a… Kenny Rogers-type well, I threw up in my mouth just a little. I mean, have you seen Kenny Rogers lately? Norse gods should not be described as ageing country singers with bad plastic surgery. Know when to fold ‘em, indeed.

There are some technical problems here as well. The biggest one? This book would have seriously benefited by being longer. I felt that a lot of the characterizations, back story and action were edited down to fit within a page limit. For example, Kate has sworn off men and sex, yet in the first chapter she’s practically got her clothes off when she meets Odin. Before you ask, no he didn’t work any Norse god mojo on her. We never really get the reason why Kate is off men (not that it’s relevant after the first chapter – again a length problem) other than her shop is the number one priority for her. Kate goes from Naughty Bits owner to descendent of a Valkyrie and demi-goddess (godling? goddessling? itty bitty goddess?) while barely blinking an eye. There’s no disbelief, no questioning what’s going on or why she’s doing what she’s doing. I would have thought there would be SOME resistance to a total life change and the arrival of mythological gods.

Lastly, while there is quite a bit of interaction and conversation between Odin and Kate (no, not just when sexin’ ensues ™… but you know I love the sexin’ part), I felt that their initial conversations were clunky due to mental asides that were very editorial and resorted to telling rather than showing what the characters were thinking and feeling. This disappears as Kate learns more about her heritage and eventually faces Odin in a showdown that really works.

All in all, while I enjoyed the premise and story (and no, I haven’t read any of the previous Teaching Old Gods New Tricks books) I felt that cramming so much mythology, change and growth into approximately 57 pages is asking quite a bit, and in this case, too much. This gets a C+ for me.

Love ya,

shuzluva

Wanna read more about Kate and Odin? Buy this book here.

12 Responses to “Devil’s Food Kate by Darragha Foster”

  1. Barbara B.
    1

    Kenny Rogers? Goddamn!

  2. December Quinn
    2

    Oh, dear, no. The Odin on the cover is actually not bad, but Odin doesn’t look like Kenny Rogers! He looks more like Sean Connery or maybe Sam Elliot.

  3. bam
    3

    Pardon me… how do we know what Odin actually looks like? He’s… um.. not real. That would be like me saying, “Man, Jesus totally looks like Christian Bale. Yeah, I’d hit that.”

    … you know? No offense to the Jesus and Odin lovers out there. I could not get past the Kenny Rogers reference, however… KENNY ROGERS? KENNY ROOSTERS ROGERS? KENNY BARONA CASINO ROGERS? *shudder*

    But hey, Sam Elliot is a seriously hot old dude. I’d hit that.

  4. shuzluva
    4

    I shouldn’t have sent you that Christian Bale link. You’re going to be on a Bale/Jesus kick for months. You’ve got quite a rotation going here: Bale, Hartley, Routh…I’m waiting for the next addition!

  5. Kimber
    5

    Sam Elliott has waaaay better hair than that. Cover dude is giving me more of an Alan Rickman vibe. And I keep thinking that chick in the background is about to give someone a botox injection. She ought to be holding up a spatula.

  6. Darraghahahahah
    6

    Okay…Odin DOES look like Sean Connery. Too bad iStock doesn’t carry “Sean Connery-esque” photos. Whenever I write Odin, I think Sean Connery. Yep yep yep.

    Thanks for the review! My daughter gets better grades in Algebra, but I’m not one to complain! Mrs. Giggles reviwed something of mine today, too. Such a banner day for Darragha!

    Shuzzie, this comment: (how do I f*cking make quotes?) I think she actually takes criticism for what it’s meant to be and generally doesn’t get defensive.

    Yeah, what you said. I do take the criticism for what it is, love it, use it to my advantage and send thank you cards, too!

    Bammie know about my run-ins with the internet version of Lord of the Flies. They were looking at me going, “Kill the Piggie! Kill Diarrhea!**” That ain’t here, man! Thanks all the gods!

    I was so upset, that I asked Bammie to beat them up for me. God, I love Bam. One of my readers was gonna go get ‘em bad nasty people for me, too. Anyway, that particular experience very clearly illustrates the difference between “criticism” and deliberate hurtful comments tossed at a complete stranger because “that’s what we do here.”**2

    I am grateful that Bam, Shuzluva and Mrs. Giggles read and review my books. I sure as hell don’t expect heart and flowers from them, either. I appreciate their wit and honesty.

    Now, where’s the review for Death Warmed Over? Bam???

    ***Diarrhea is the knick-name this group gave me as their way of welcoming me. Darragha. Diarrhea. I don’t see it.

    ***This particular board is extremely unwelcoming to new members. You ask a question, you get doused with hot oil and set ablaze. I wrote a very strong letter to the national headquarters of this group and asked them to stop the “pack animal feeding frenzy” mentality. I got over the unkind remarks, ridicule and bizarre hatred of me, a stranger to them, and am happy, happy, happy to stick with snarks.

  7. December Quinn
    7

    But Bam, some of us are pagans and so believe Odin is real.

  8. bam
    8

    December, my narcissism and self-absorption restrict me from seeing beyond my myopic point of view.

    … heeeeeey, Pagans aren’t allowed on this site!

    Just kidding.

  9. shuzluva
    9

    December, I’m impressed. With so many pagan gods to choose from you pick Kenny Rogers?

    Darragha, we love you. We love people that have the ability to laugh at themselves (Bam does it all the time. Me? Not so much, so I kinda suck). Don’t stop coming here, ever!

  10. Darraghahahahah
    10

    Odin is real. And given a chance, he will rock your world in a walk-in cooler. Right Shuzzie?

    But I’ve (cough/choke) had the odd pleasure of knowing Thor in the Biblical sense. His short-handled Hammer matches his, ummm…personal hammer…

    And my experience with Loki is recounted in the beginning of “Devil King of the Sixth Heaven.” You know that part where Loki walks into the mall and sizes up the heroine…oh, yeah…been there. Done that.

    Not a pagan, but a Buddhist. That doesn’t stop the old gods from believing in *me* however. Sometimes you choose your gods and sometimes they choose you.

  11. dl
    11

    Scary, scary cover.

  12. December Quinn
    12

    Very, very true, Darragha.

    Oh, Bam…I will pray to Hecate to open your mind…heheheh.



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