Yom Kippur is a day of reflection and soul searching. But at the Julius and Rebecca Cohen Home for Jewish Seniors, Vera Gold misses this opportunity to atone for her many sins when she up and dies. Indeed, Vera was such a pain in the tuchis to all those around her that when her sister claims Vera was deliberately poisoned, the tough question isn’t who would want to kill her—but who wouldn’t? Having already solved one murder with her dear friend Ida, Rose Kaplan has a sleuthing reputation that precedes her. It’s only natural that Vera’s sister turns to Mrs. K for help. So do the police, but when her conclusions conflict with theirs, they tell her to butt out! This case has more twists than a loaf of challah. And with a homicidal scoundrel on the loose, Mrs. K has to act fast—or she might be the guest of honor at the Home’s next memorial service.
Bubby: Tuchis. I could say that word all day long. Tuchis. Tuchis. TUCHIS!! If you don’t know what this word means, it’s Yiddish for rear end, bottom, heinie, whatever you want to call it. My kids can tell you that “Get your tuchis in gear!” is one of my favorite phrases to yell (in sweet, dulcet motherly tones, of course) at them when they’re not moving as fast as I’d like them to. Until this book, however, I didn’t know the proper spelling. Mark Reutlinger’s Mrs. Kaplan mysteries are good reading just for the fabulous Yiddish words and phrases – but I’d read them anyway because they’re so dang funny.
Sissy: As many reviewers have said, Rose Kaplan and her friend Ida are a Sherlock and Holmes type of sleuthing team. The almost farcical setting for their investigations, the Julius and Rebecca Cohen Home for Jewish Seniors, makes the series a completely new, fresh and hilarious version of the cozy mystery. The dry humor and the Yiddish verbiage are great and I can imagine Bubby and I playing a similar role if we were to be incarcerated in a retirement home together. I don’t know who would be Ida and who would be Mrs. K, but with my razor-sharp wit I guess I’d have to play the Sherlock role. On the other hand, when Bubby yells at me (in her not-so-sweet and dulcet tones), she sure does sound like the boss! But who knows?
Bubby: I don’t see us ever ending up at the, let’s see, the Basil and Minerva Jameson-Whetsly (to reflect our British heritage, don’t you know) Home for Addled Seniors, since we already have a plan for when our men die and that’s not it – but if we did, I’d let Sissy be Sherlock. It’s easier to just walk around behind herand agree with whatever she says, especially since she’ll have a pointy cane with which to whack me. I don’t ever want to find a dead body or catch any murderers, though, but if I did, I’d do it like Mrs. K and Ida. I love everything about these books, and A Pain in the Tuchis was just such fun. I want to meet these ladies and the other eccentric characters they live with (like Motorcycle Moishe) and have some matzoh balls together, or maybe just some rugelach and milk.
Sissy: One of the most enjoyable things about A Pain in the Tuchis was the narration of the story by Ida. She defers all the brains to Mrs. K but in reality, Ida’s voice is the humorous glue that holds the whole story together. Her adventures with Motorcycle Moishe were my absolute favorite part. While I was thoroughly amused by this second installment of the Mrs. Kaplan mysteries, it made my sister roll on the floor in hysterics. She has adopted several Yiddish phrases into her vocabulary and I have to keep reminding her that we’re not Jewish. But she doesn’t care. I hear things like “I am a bissel ferklempt!” or “I’m so full, I might plotz!” It’s becoming annoying, but such is the power of a good tale and A Pain in the Tuchis by Mark Reutlinger certainly is that. Don’t forget to enter the giveaway below for free books!
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