A mixup has Natalie teaching her sarcastic neighbor how to cook-never knowing he owns a restaurant.
Natalie's shown a parade of neighbors how to survive in this dump of an apartment building, but the newest guy doesn't even know how to boil water. He's got an awesome smile, but the take-out containers on his table tell her he's getting ripped off by that tourist-trap French restaurant. She's no master chef (she owns a yarn store) but at least she can teach him to cook. Colin's been in town less than twenty-four hours before his overbearing (but cute) upstairs neighbor insults the restaurant he just bought, then starts telling him how to feed himself. He plays along because obviously she knew he was being sarcastic...right? Except once she starts turning on the burners, it's hard to ignore the sparks. Chili, tacos, risotto... The relationship is delicious, but at any moment, the lies could unravel, and two hearts will get seared.