Love is on the menu in this sweet romantic comedy set in Italy.
Ginny's Italian cooking course was supposed to be a peaceful escape from her troubles. But when she meets Preston, an infuriating know-it-all history professor, she quickly realizes her past has come back to haunt her.
The last thing Ginny needs is for Preston to find out who she really is. Her plan seems foolproof—assume a fake identity and keep her distance from the pretentious jerk.
But when they're forced to work together, Ginny starts to see a different side of Preston. She's torn between her desire to reveal who she really is and her fear that she'll lose everything in the process.
Will Ginny be able to trust Preston with her heart, or will love turn out to be the ultimate recipe for disaster?
If you like quirky characters, happily ever afters, and the occasional drooling cat, you'll love Ginny and Preston's story.
Want more hilarious travel adventures and romance? Check out the other standalone books in the Smitten with Travel series:
Smitten with Ravioli – Ginny's story set in Italy
Smitten with Croissants – Mia's story set in France
Smitten with Strudel – Isabelle's story set in Germany
Smitten with Candy Canes – Zoe's story set in Santa's Village, Finland
Smitten with Baklava – Olivia's story set in Greece
Smitten with Ravioli
This is only the 2nd romance novel I have ever read. Yeah, only the second, --EVER! And like this second one, I didn’t know the first one was a romance novel until I got into it. It was in another world and another time. I was only an unsuspecting 12-year-old boy when I ran across a book in a guest house library with the illustration of a biplane on it. Great, I thought, here is a story about airplanes and pilots, although written by a woman named Grace Livingston Hill. Well, it was quite enlightening indeed, aviation aside, and to this day in my more seasoned years I still credit my sensitivity (and dare I hope, reputation) as a tender and genuine lover to the principles learned as a budding pubescent looking for a story about aviation.
Similarly, in this second romance novel I thought that I was going to learn a lot about Italian cooking. You know, that title about ravioli, a story about a jilted young woman going to Italy to learn Italian cooking.... What else was one to think? I had just met the delightful and charming author and her engaging and generous husband while camping with my brother and sister-in-law next to them on a quiet lake in the hills of Kansas, and he had cooked up exquisite gnocchi that he shared while also informing us that his delightful and charming wife writes novels. So, you can forgive me, a seasoned gentleman of the world who now reminisces more than romances, for falling for a second “rom com” (as her adoring chef/husband calls them), thinking this one was about Italian cooking.
Yes, yes, I read it non-stop to the very end so as to learn all I could about Italian cooking. Just like I read that GLH rom com decades ago to learn all I could about aviation. Yeah, right to the very last word without stopping and sorry that it had ended so soon! That’s how much I really was looking for a good book on Italian cooking! And I’ll fess up now to a huge lie in my first sentence: this is not my second rom com. I read every last GLH book on that shelf in the guest house library when I was a 12-year-old boy, and decades later I’m eagerly awaiting Ellen Jocobson’s next in this culinary series from which I hope to learn a lot about croissants. Yeah, I’m now really into French cuisine!