Page is too materialistic for me, anyway. her later books are one third food descriptions of every meal a character eats, one third telling the brand name of every object one of the characters wears, carries, or owns, and one third (if you're lucky) mystery. Don't think I'll read another.
I admit to being more sympathetic with the fixation on food than on the fixation with expensive clothes, shoes, jewelry, knicknacks, furnature, and on and on. Maybe the detective's minister husband should preach a few sermons on "lay not up treasures on earth ....."
Or maybe I'm just grouchy couse I'm hungry.