Why do I continue reading these when I dislike the protagonist so much? Possibly because I enjoy the coffee snobbery. Possibly because the library's selection of audio cozies is small. Possibly because I'm an idiot. These aren't old books, but they seem like they were written in the early 90s and Claire is insufferably dense at odd points. I do love Madame though, so maybe she's why I keep coming back.