Recipe for Trouble by Carolyn Keene

Author:Carolyn Keene
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin

She glanced around the room. The jar was sitting on the counter at Alison’s workstation.

“Thanks, Midori,” Nancy said breathlessly. She rushed over to Alison’s workstation.

“What are you doing?” Brenda snapped when Nancy picked up the blue-lidded jar.

“I’m just checking something out,” Nancy explained. She opened the jar and tasted the sugar with her other pinkie.

Except it wasn’t sugar—it was salt!

Nancy took the jar over to Monsieur Jadot and Annabelle. “Monsieur Jadot!” Nancy said excitedly. “I figured it out. Someone put salt in this sugar jar.”

“Impossible!” Monsieur Jadot cried out. He pronounced it like “am-po-see-blur.” He tasted what was in the blue-lidded jar. “Oui, you are correct, Mademoiselle Drew. It is salt!” he said, looking shocked.

Then he narrowed his eyes and turned to his daughter. “Did you put salt in the sugar jar, Annabelle?”

Annabelle’s jaw dropped. “No way! I did not do that. I remember putting sugar in both those jars.” She looked really annoyed.

Nancy glanced around the room. Kenny snitched a butterscotch brownie from Bess’s pan and popped it into his mouth. When he saw Nancy looking at him, he stopped chewing and turned away.

Nancy frowned. Kenny was one of the four kids whose butterscotch brownies had gotten messed up. He was also on her suspect list.

But now Nancy wasn’t so sure. Would Kenny have ruined his own brownies?

• • •

“Kenny could have put salt in his brownies to keep people from suspecting him,” Bess suggested the next day as she, George, and Nancy walked to the Le Gourmet Cooking School.

It was a cloudy day. Next to the sidewalk, a row of yellow daffodils swayed and bobbed in the wind. It looked like it might start raining any second. Nancy was glad she had worn her special blue rain boots and blue raincoat.

“I still think it’s Annabelle,” George piped up. “I forgot to tell you guys. Yesterday, just after class was over, I saw her putting a container of salt in the cupboard!”

“So?” Nancy said.

“So maybe that was the box of salt she dumped into the sugar jar!” George said eagerly.

Nancy nodded. “Hmm. Maybe.”

Bess kicked a pebble on the sidewalk. “Hey! Did you guys remember to bring in your favorite dessert recipe?” she asked Nancy and George.

Today was Bring Your Favorite Dessert Recipe day. It was also the second-to-last day of class.

Nancy nodded. “Yes. I brought Hannah’s recipe for hot-fudge sundaes.”

“I brought my dad’s recipe for blueberry crisp,” George said.

“I brought my grandma’s peanut butter-cookie recipe,” Bess said.

The girls continued buzzing excitedly about their recipes until they reached the cooking school. They ran into Brenda at the front door.

“Hi, Brenda,” Nancy called out.

Brenda flipped her hair over her shoulders. “Hi, guys. Well I guess you should start congratulating me.”

George frowned. “Why?”

“Because I brought in my aunt Maria’s extra-special chocolate-fudge recipe. It’s going to help me win the Top Chef contest!” Brenda bragged.

“Oh, yeah, right,” Bess said. She rolled her eyes.

The other four kids were already in the kitchen when Nancy, Bess, George, and Brenda walked in. Some of them had already started working on their recipes.

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