Phyllis Entis

Award-winning mystery writer and food safety microbiologist


Induction Rocks!

When we moved into our new home in Victoria, there was one thing we knew needed changing in the kitchen. The gas cooktop and its companion, a built-in deep fryer.

Neither my husband nor I enjoy using a gas range or cooktop. It’s hot, not easily modulated, and a pain to keep clean. And we have no use for a deep fryer.

We purchased our first magnetic induction cooktop eight years ago. It is by far the most convenient, energy-efficient way to cook. Safer than gas, more responsive than electric, induction has been popular in Europe for many years. For some reason, it has been slower to catch on in North America.

The only question mark haunting our project was whether we could find a matching piece of granite to fill the hole left by the deep fryer.

Fortunately, the original countertop fabricator had retained a couple of sizeable remnants in the company ‘bone yard.’ Once we resolved the countertop issue, the rest of the project went smoothly.

First, the plumber removed the old cooktop and capped the gas line.

Next, the cabinet maker removed the deep fryer, replacing it with a drawer to hold oven gloves and pot holders. And he installed wood supports to carry the weight of the new cooktop and the granite surrounding it.

After the electrician roughed in the 220V power connection for the new cooktop, the granite fabricator removed the old piece of granite and prepared the area for installation.

The new granite was set in place.

And our new Wolf induction cooktop was installed.

Thanks to my husband’s talent for logistics, the entire installation from removing the old cooktop to hooking up the new one took only three days.

Now we’re cooking! But not with gas.

Book 5 in the Damien Dickens series has been simmering alongside the kitchen project. I’m hoping to post a teaser – and maybe even a title – next weekend. Looking forward to seeing you then.



Here, there be deer

Other places warn about deer crossings. Our neighbourhood goes one step further.

Almost daily, we see deer grazing our front lawn or strolling down our street. Shalom has taken to lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling living room window, chin on the windowsill, as she waits to greet our visitors with barks and bounces.

This is what she sees.

Typically, a lone deer will wander over and check out the breakfast buffet.

Soon to be joined by one or more friends.

After a while, the deer notice Shalom’s excited barking and pause to check for any sign of danger.

The “All Clear” given, one doe takes time out for a potty break while the other one stands guard.

I took a stroll this afternoon, hoping to stumble across one of the families of deer that roam through the area. There is one foursome we often see from our window, consisting of a stag (complete with antlers), a doe and two fawns.

I didn’t have any luck with that, but did have a fairly close encounter with a lone doe as I walked the path through our local blackberry patch.

The berries are starting to ripen. I shall need to dig out my recipe for preserves before too much more time passes.

The doe was kind enough to pose for me.

As I turned for home, I spotted this magnificent tree.

I hope you enjoyed this glimpse into our new neighbourhood. See you again next Sunday.

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My interview with Don McCauley (The Authors Show)

2019-Seal-TopFemale-Winner-Mystery-300dpiAs part of the bling surrounding my award as 2019 Top Female Author (Mystery/Suspense/Thriller), I was interviewed recently by Don McCauley of The Authors Show.

Don sent me a list of questions in advance of the interview. Once having been a Girl Guide, I was happy for the chance to ‘Be Prepared’ with an answer to each question.

Since many of you may not have had the opportunity to listen to the interview when it aired on July 30th, I thought share some of those questions and answers with you today.

Who do you write for?

I write for myself, first of all. If I don’t like my characters or my story line, no one else will. 

Secondly, I write for my fellow lovers of classic detective fiction – fans of Phillip Marlowe, Sam Spade, and Kinsey Millhone. Third of all, I write for my father. My sister once commented that I write the sort of books he used to like to read. Her observation is always at the back of my mind when I’m writing. 

My father was not a fan of blood and gore, beyond what is absolutely necessary to a story. Nor was he fond of sex scenes or lewd behavior in the books he read. My books aren’t entirely clean: there’s the occasional swear word, where appropriate. As for sex scenes, I don’t want to reveal any spoilers, but I don’t think The Gold Dragon Caper would necessarily pass muster with the Clean Indie Reads Facebook group.

Is there a central message in your books?

Not deliberately. I’m just trying to write stories that people will enjoy reading. I think I can do that without resorting to extreme violence, serial killers, and extraneous sexual encounters.

What is the most important idea you are sharing in your book that will add value to the reader’s life?

My husband and I owned and operated our own small business for more than twenty years. We worked together successfully, because we each valued and respected the other’s expertise and integrity. I couldn’t have had a better business partner.

In the relationship between Damien and Millie, I try to share that same sense of caring, trust and partnership which formed the basis of my relationship with my own husband. A married couple can work together, play together, and stay together successfully if they are sensitive to and understanding of each other’s needs.

What does it mean to you to be one of the top female authors this year?

Validation. I am not a fan of popularity-based competitions, and do not enter them. To have received an award in a juried competition is very special. 

Tell us your most rewarding experience since publishing your books?

I had a cousin who was a world-renowned dentist and professor of dentistry. He passed away last year. 

Cousin Harry read mostly non-fiction. He almost never chose to read a detective novel. Yet, he decided to take my second book, The White Russian Caper, with him on a holiday cruise a few months after it was released. Upon returning home, he sent me an email, calling the book a ‘tour de force,’ and adding: “Most impressed am I with your ingenuity, creativity, intellect, research and ability to keep people like myself glued to the suspense of the story. I rarely take time out to read fiction. You produced a convert.”

I cherish that email.

Did your environment or upbringing play a major role in your writing and did you use it to your advantage?

All four of my grandparents were of East European-Jewish stock. I grew up surrounded by traditional values and traditional practices. My heritage informed the significance of an old Russian medallion in my second book, The White Russian Caper. Also, Millie’s grandfather, a minor character in The Chocolate Labradoodle Caper is a quiet tribute to my own maternal grandfather.

If someone wrote a book about your life, what would the title be?

“Send in the Clones”

I have a habit of committing to projects without considering how much time and energy they will consume. This includes researching one or more new book projects, beta-reading for some of my Street Team members, writing reviews, maintaining my eFoodAlert blog site, grooming the dog, cleaning the house, and all the other daily minutiae of life while still finding time to work on my current manuscript. It reaches a point where I feel guilty if I sit down in an easy chair, book or iPad in hand and just read.

After going through a period of hyperactivity, I find myself wishing for a clone to take on the less fun tasks. Instead, I try to cut off making additional commitments until I have caught up.

How would you describe your writing style?

When working on one of my detective novels, I tend to be a ‘seat of the pants’ writer. I have a rough idea of the main plot when I begin, but no formal outline. I tried outlining, and found that the finished manuscript bore almost no resemblance to the initial outline. I do keep track (or try to keep track) of characters: their names, physical attributes, personality quirks, et cetera. This is especially important when writing a series in which several of the characters make return appearances from one book to the next.

My approach to non-fiction writing is much more structured. I am in the early stages of writing a book on the pet food industry. I have completed a formal outline, and have been carrying out my research (mostly on the internet, of course) to flesh in the necessary technical details. Even so, I expect I shall deviate from the outline as I actually start to write.

Why do you write?

I write to keep my brain alive. I write because it feels good. Because it’s fun. I love creating a world in which I have control over the outcome of events. A world in which the good guys (usually) come out on top.

Writing is an escape for me. I hate what has been happening to the political climate in the US in the last few years. Writing helps me to close my ears when the tumult becomes unbearable.

What do you hope to accomplish?

I am a competitive person; however, my biggest competition is myself. I enjoy sharpening my writing skills from book to book. I have several beta-readers who help me to avoid the worst pitfalls in my plots, syntax, and presentation. I listen to them and incorporate most of their suggestions both into the current manuscript and into subsequent works.

Bottom line, I hope to provide enjoyment to my audience through my writing. My goal is to have each of my new books be hailed as ‘the best one yet’ – to read a review that says “Phyllis Entis keeps getting better and better.” If I can achieve that goal, I’ll know that I haven’t disappointed my readers.



Wake up and smell the roses, etc.

What better activity for a Sunday afternoon than to take a walk around the garden.

I hope you’ll join me for a stroll as I sample just a few of the abundant variety of trees, shrubs and flowers in our private park.


No Victoria garden would be complete without roses. It seems as though each time I look, I find yet another shrub peeking out from among its neighbouring plants.


I found this beauty surrounded by a plethora of other shrubs and flowers. I’ve not yet managed to identify its neighbours, but I intend to.


Small rose

This little one was hiding under our boundary shrubs, enjoying the dappled sunlight


Patriotic Roses

I thought this was a single rose bush, until the red flowers started to blossom. Now I have a Canadian rose bush, displaying the red and white of our flag


Japanese Maple


There are several types of Japanese Maple. Our garden boasts a pair of the lace-leaf variety.


Pure Purple


Meet my Cotinus Royal Purple shrub, trying to hide behind the hydrangea.



Can’t you imagine the Cotinus flower bedecking a lady’s hat on Opening Day at the races?



The fuschia also qualifies in this category. Can you see the purple hearts in the flowers?


A Flower of a Different Nature




I hope you will tune in to my podcast interview with Don McCauley. Our 15-minute conversation about my journey as a writer will run continuously from 12:00am to 11:59pm (Eastern Daylight Time) on Tuesday, July 30th.

To access the interview, go to The Authors Show and click on the live link next to my name.



Welcome to Victoria, my new home

Victoria, located at the southern tip of British Columbia’s Vancouver Island, is not Canada’s oldest city. That honour goes to St. John’s, Newfoundland and Labrador, founded in 1497.

Our new home doesn’t even crack the top ten among the oldest Canadian cities, missing that list by 50 years.

Victoria was founded as a Hudson Bay Company trading post in 1843, and was incorporated as a city in 1862, just five years before the British parliament passed the British North America Act, giving birth to the Dominion of Canada.

In spite of its relative youth, Victoria lays claim to being the site of the oldest Chinatown in Canada, the oldest synagogue in continuous use in Canada, and the oldest Masonic Lodge in British Columbia.

Victoria’s Chinatown is situated on the northern fringe of the city’s downtown core, just a couple of blocks away from Centennial Park and City Hall, and a 15-minute walk from the Empress Hotel, the Inner Harbour, and the grounds of the British Columbia Parliament buildings.

We lived in a vacation rental apartment one block south of Chinatown while we were waiting for our furniture to arrive from California, and we had the opportunity to explore the area.

The Gate of Harmonious Interest, at the corner of Fisgard and Government, adorns Chinatown’s main commercial block.


There are several narrow alleyways, lined with shops, that connect Fisgard to Pandora, one block over. One of these is Fan Tan Alley.


The Chinese population of Victoria holds education in high esteem. The Chinese Public School, built in 1908, is still in active use today.


Wherever you turn in Chinatown, there is a reminder of the heritage of this historic part of Victoria.


If you’ve enjoyed this first visit to our new home town, please stay tuned for additional glimpses into Victoria and Victorians.


I’ll beat my drum

“I’ll march my band out, I’ll beat my drum” – lyrics from Don’t Rain on my Parade (Funny Girl)

I am one of those people who – happily or otherwise – is afflicted with the tendency to channel musicians inside my head.

Today’s guest artist is the great Barbra Streisand, in her role as Fanny Brice.

One of the most difficult chores for me as a self-published novelist is marketing. Selling myself – more specifically, my work – to the world.

I grew up in an era and in a family in which modesty about one’s accomplishments was the norm. Bragging or boasting was frowned upon. Blowing one’s own horn, or beating one’s own drum, was discourteous. It just wasn’t done.

But to be a successful author – to actually sell my books to strangers – I had to learn to promote myself. To learn that it is okay to brag about my accomplishments.

Today, strange as it still feels, I am beating my own drum.


This juried award was bestowed in recognition of The Gold Dragon Caper, fourth of the Damien Dickens Mysteries.

I am grateful to the readers and writers who nominated me for this award, and to The Authors Show for sponsoring this annual competition.


My Secret Garden

It’s official!

Those of you who guessed Victoria are correct. You may pat yourselves on your collective backs. To claim your promised Audible download code, please drop me an email.

In the coming weeks, I’ll share a few stories about our new home town. Today, however, I thought to welcome you into my new backyard.

It is fair to say that we now live in a park. Deer roam at will (although not while I’ve had camera in hand), squirrels scurry and robins search for worms. Shalom and I even encountered a peahen (that’s a female peacock, for the uninitiated) on one of our evening walks.

I took these photos today of our garden to share with you. Please come on in.

The trunk of a Garry Oak surrounded by flowering shrubs (not yet in bloom)


The Garry Oak is native to southeastern Vancouver Island and some of the Gulf islands. It is a protected species. We are fortunate to have a spectacular specimen in our garden.


A lush corner of the garden


The entire backyard is deer-proofed and hedged with mature rhododendrons.


Shalom thanks you for visiting, and invites you to stop by and play with her.