**spoiler alert** This being a book club selection with online comparisons to Brett Easton Ellis, Tama Janowitz and "The Catcher in the Rye," I was a**spoiler alert** This being a book club selection with online comparisons to Brett Easton Ellis, Tama Janowitz and "The Catcher in the Rye," I was a little skeptical picking up this book. However, if I had to draw a parallel, I would rather go with Hunter S. Thompson.
Cocaine, here referenced as Bolivian marching powder, plays a major role and contributes to some ridiculous antics not limited to a scene in which our narrator (actually us--it's in second person) breaks into his former boss's office and lets an angry ferret loose, leading to an accident with a coatrack and a drunk colleague who happens to be walking around the office in the middle of the night.
My synopsis: our hero, a fact checker at a NY magazine, has been wallowing in self-pity after being left by his model wife. Model, as in fashion model. He met her elsewhere, when she was not a model, and the fact that he could take her to the big city was part of the attraction for her. The abandonment comes suddenly, when she is already away on a foreign photo shoot. She tells him she is seeing a photographer. Then she reappears in New York for a runway show and our hero causes a scene and is kicked out. He meets a very favorable prospect in the form of his friend's cousin, who seems to like him and have a good head on her shoulders. Then she goes back to college and our hero can't just wait it out... No, he gets himself fired and puts the drug-fueled moves on a coworker who has shown him years of kindness. She rebuffs him after a very awkward dinner and sleep over at her place. Then he goes to a party and dances with a tranny and sees his wife in the crowd with a male escort. Then he decides he doesn't like his friend who brought him there and told him about the tranny being a tranny and the wife's date being a male escort. I think the end means he wants to make a fresh start with his life....more
You know how sometimes a person might wear a crazy outfit after getting a bad haircut, just to give people something else to talk about? It's like thaYou know how sometimes a person might wear a crazy outfit after getting a bad haircut, just to give people something else to talk about? It's like that in this book... A librarian falls in love with a teenaged boy much younger than her, but he is the tallest boy in the world so there is something else to talk about.
I was uncomfortable with the age aspect of the romance here, but aside from that, awesome book. I enjoyed the main character Peggy Cort's assessments of the world, even when she doesn't always hold firmly to her first assessments. For example, James's baby cousin doesn't impress her in the least, but when she has a baby of her own, Peggy is happy to spend time with her. And when she meets James' father, at first she finds him annoying, then charming, then disappointing (librarians should never fraternize with bad writers).
Sorry this review doesn't do justice to the story... Really more of a quaint love story than a book about a giant. And more of a family love story than a sexy love story. ...more
I'm excited to sign with my baby after hearing that they can communicate earlier through sign language than by speaking alone. My parents gave me thisI'm excited to sign with my baby after hearing that they can communicate earlier through sign language than by speaking alone. My parents gave me this book because friends of theirs sign with their kids and it works.
The book gives you 300 signs (in book form and on a DVD) with the suggestion to start with milk, diaper, change, eat, and pain. Then you should teach words for things they enjoy like doll and cookie. ...more
Like Karen says, it is a little hard to follow, but I found it rewarding. For example, in the beginning, Easter uses Brother's bayonette to lift something off the stove. Then she feeds a dog named Brother. What the? Oooooh! I love books where magic isn't neatly explained and angels can be assholes. I wish this book was longer....more
I'd give this a 3.5 if I could. I liked it, but it wasn't exactly my style.
In this book, Ruth Reichl leads us down her memory lane from age 8 to someI'd give this a 3.5 if I could. I liked it, but it wasn't exactly my style.
In this book, Ruth Reichl leads us down her memory lane from age 8 to sometime in her late 20s (I think), with recipes thrown in once every chapter. In the earlier part of the book, I got the impression she was wealthy and spoiled because she had an impresario grandma and her mother threw parties that the newspaper covered in the society pages and her family and her honorary grandma (mother of her dad's first wife, Hortense, worst name ever!) had servants. Also, she got sent to a French-speaking Canadian boarding school where she got invited to the home of Charles deGaulle's super-rude granddaughter who she ended up considering a friend (after ignoring the terrible rudeness). In college in the 60s, she becomes friends with black people and includes a soul food recipe. Part of me was like, "this proves you are not as snooty as I thought," but the other part of me was like, "honey, you are trying too hard to show us you are ok with blacks. We get it." But I guess at the time, a white person with black friends *was* unusual. I did give her a mental high five when she ignored her apartment's request to have her black guests take the service entry. I just wish she had also stood up for herself in Africa when the waiters didn't serve her and Serafina because they were unaccompanied women.
By the time she marries Doug the artist and they move to a commune in California, though, I thought she had redeemed her materialism completely. By the time she started dumpster diving I thought we could be friends. But later she fawns at the feet of James Beard, who won't give her the time of day, and I am disappointed by her celebrity ass-kissing side once again. At least she makes a new (not famous) friend at his party and tells us all about this awesome older woman who quit her alcoholism.
I haven't tried any of the recipes. They are all over the place and are meant to represent the people she met and times of her life, so that is appropriate. I assume they are all tasty since she is so into food. There are a few French dishes, the aforementioned soul food, something from Africa, something Chinese, something vegetarian, something Jewish, something Italian, something Greek, and lessons in wine buying and restaurant management.
Overall, the book's strength was its richness of experience with recipes as a side bonus....more
Although our book club seems to be getting a little WWIIed-out with "The Nightengale" back-to-back with this one, I got into this. The boy grows up neAlthough our book club seems to be getting a little WWIIed-out with "The Nightengale" back-to-back with this one, I got into this. The boy grows up near where I live now and the girl ends up in a place my friend named one of her sons for. I liked how the characters were developed....more
I'm so glad Ansari consulted real scientists and used lots of facts to drive home his point. And that point is, basically, that the modern day is notI'm so glad Ansari consulted real scientists and used lots of facts to drive home his point. And that point is, basically, that the modern day is not a good time to be single, because everyone is afraid to get butt-hurt. Also, people expect that their dream partner is out there and they want to check all available possibilities before making a decision instead of meeting someone who lives on the same street like in the old days. And the Japanese, well, you have to read the part about the Japanese....more
I'm giving this one 4 stars because it was a real page turner and I liked the variety of narrators and the unreliability of the main one (she's a drunI'm giving this one 4 stars because it was a real page turner and I liked the variety of narrators and the unreliability of the main one (she's a drunk who can't remember things). ...more
**spoiler alert** My book club read this and generally felt ambivalent about it. Lindhout writes about her experiences as an avid backpacker and journ**spoiler alert** My book club read this and generally felt ambivalent about it. Lindhout writes about her experiences as an avid backpacker and journalist eager to report from war zones. Our group's consensus was that she wasn't thinking very clearly when she decided to go to Somalia and that she should have gotten some journalism training before looking for work as such. I agree to both ideas, but also understand how willingness to take risks can be a great career booster if one wants to be a reporter but has no formal education.
The story itself is rather like some of the other memoirs we've read for book club ("The Girl With Seven Names" and the one about the female journalist who was detained at Evin Prison). Girl finds self in peril in backwards nation, fears for own safety, finally ends up free, looks forward to assist others with similar circumstances. In this particular story, the girl is kidnapped in Somalia and held for ransom by Islamic fundamentalists who rape and torture her. It's pretty amazing that someone who underwent such brutality can forgive her captors, but she says she tries to.
While I was reading this, two notable things happened in the news that have some vague connection: Washington Post reporter Jason Rezaian was freed from Evin Prison with help from the US government and a large group of North Africans robbed and raped hundreds of New Years Eve revelers at the Cologne train station. Also, just before I started reading this there was the ISIS mass shooting at the Monsters of Death Metal show in Paris. I suspect in the coming years we'll be seeing more of such events. ...more