My Bouchercon 2015 panels: Norbert Davis and Max Latin
I admit it: Norbert Davis was American. But he qualifies for this blog on two counts: He had a sense of humor, and Max Latin, just one of his creations in a short but busy career writing for American pulp magazines in the 1930s and '40s, had an interesting profession: He owned a restaurant.
Here's the opening of "Watch Me Kill You!", the first of five novellas collected in The Adventures of Max Latin:
"Guiterrez came out of the kitchen in a cloud of steam and slapped the heavy metal swing door violently shut behind him. He was a tall man with a dark, bitterly disillusioned face. He was wearing a white jacket and a white apron, and he had a chef's hat crushed down over his right ear. There was a towel wrapped around his neck, and he wiped his forehead with its frayed end, glaring at Latin.You're a sterner reader than I if you can resist that.
"`What was the matter with it?' he demanded."
© Peter Rozovsky 2007, 2015