This book is a collection of essays about family relationships, friendships, and the meals that bring us together. Written by well-loved writer and blogger, Shauna Niequist, this mix of Girl Meets God and the Food Network is a funny, honest, and vulnerable spiritual memoir. Bread & Wine is a celebration of food shared and life around the table, and it reminds us of the joy we find in connection and relationship. It's about the ways that God teaches and nourishes us as we nourish the people around us. It's about hunger, both physical and otherwise, and the connections between the two. Recipes are included for the dishes you can almost taste as you read about them. From Butternut Squash Risotto to Apple Crisp with Vanilla Ice Cream and Salted Caramel Sauce, you will be able to recreate the comforting and satisfying meals that come to life in Bread & Wine.
Shauna Niequist is the author of Cold Tangerines, Bittersweet, and Bread & Wine. Shauna grew up in Barrington, Illinois, and then studied English and French Literature at Westmont College in Santa Barbara. She is married to Aaron Niequist, who is a pianist and songwriter. Aaron is a worship leader at Willow Creek Community Church and is recording a project called A New Liturgy. Aaron & Shauna live outside Chicago with their sons, Henry and Mac. Shauna writes about the beautiful and broken moments of everyday life--friendship, family, faith, food, marriage, love, babies, books, celebration, heartache, and all the other things that shape us, delight us, and reveal to us the heart of God.
4 stars! I’ve written it before and I’ll write it again – Shauna Niequist is a woman I wish I could be friends with! How does she do it? How does Shauna write such relevant things about life, marriage and motherhood that she seems to have literally taken right out of my personal experiences? She writes from the heart, speaking such simple yet deep words of wisdom and encouragement. I feel that being a mother of young children makes me the ideal reader for Shauna’s books – we are going through the same phases of life and it is so nice to read about similar hopes, struggles, dreams and experiences.
I absolutely adored Shauna’s previous two novels, Cold Tangerines and Bittersweet – they are both on my Favourites list. I actually feel slightly guilty giving this book anything less than 5 stars as I just love Shauna and everything she represents. While a lot of Shauna’s writing involves food and memories revolving around sharing meals with family and friends, I found this book was a lot heavier on the cooking/recipe aspect than her previous two. On one hand, I love that Shauna opened herself up even further by sharing her most treasured recipes, however, I’m not an adventurous cook nor do I personally enjoy reading about cooking and/or recipe instructions (I LOVE eating though, so this is something Shauna and I definitely have in common!) so this slightly took away from the experience for me. I think the focus on cooking and recipes will be a great benefit and enjoyment for a lot of readers though.
Overall, I really enjoyed this book and cannot wait to start Shauna’s next book! I’ll end with one of my favourite quotes from this novel.
“We live in a world that values us for how fast we go, for how much we accomplish, for how much life we can pack into one day. But I’m coming to believe it’s in the in-between spaces that our lives change, and that the real beauty lies there.”
Let's be honest: I am rarely Zondervan's target audience. In fact, I can't remember the last thing I read from this publishing house. So it was no small surprise when I LOVED this book. Yes, the author's obvious privilege and life of travel and near constant opportunity could feel pretty distant from most of us mothers and our quieter lives filled with fewer choices. Many readers have mentioned this as a serious drawback. I don't read memoirs to find someone exactly like me, though. I love getting drawn in to someone else's unique story, as long as their voice feels real and there is a certain amount of vulnerability. Shauna's voice rings true. This is her life and she is writing it down and I don't need it to be like mine to see her pain, beauty, openness and enormous heart. In addition, I LOVE food--the making, sharing, eating, and cleaning up after it. All the things that go into feeding people. I love community--real relationships that weather change and heartbreak and babies and divorce and illness and hold tight with great love. This is mostly a book about that and it is beautiful and true.
A defense of messy hospitality--of honest friendship, transparent love, and lots and lots of delicious food.
At the back of this book, author Shauna Niequist lists some of her favorite writers, including bestselling author Anne Lamott and author, former New York Times restaurant critic, former Gourmet editor, and reality TV show judge (!!!) Ruth Reichl. I'm not surprised. Their influence is clear. If Ruth Reichl and Anne Lamott had a less-talented baby, and that baby wrote a book, this could be that book. That's not a dig, either--Lamott and Reichl are incredibly skilled writers; to be described as less talented than these ladies is no insult. Niequist does not rise to their level, it's true, but she writes in that tradition, and as she has a pleasant--and occasionally charming--style, the book is, by and large, an enjoyable read.
When you write a book in the Reichl-Lamott vein, you must face up to a very important fact: with a memoir like this, you (the author) are the book. Your personality and your writing become so conflated as to be all but inseparable. A likable author results in a likable book. An obnoxious author ... well, you get the idea. In order to really like a book like this, you absolutely must like the author (or at least, the author as presented in the book). Sometimes, I really liked Niequist. She has a messy house! She stresses over people seeing the mess! She has lazy days and sometimes doesn't shower or change out of her pajamas! She thinks in food! She's like me! (Really, this is usually what it comes down to--a relatable author is a likable author, and the more she is like me, the more she will be liked by me. Narcissism at its finest.)
However, if you're anything like me (which apparently is my criteria for determining your relative awesomeness), you may also find yourself hating Niequist. Ok, ok. Not hating exactly--not in the 'a pox upon your house' kind of way. But when she starts talking about her many, many trips overseas (did you know they have amazing food in Spain? or France/Italy/Germany/the UK/Israel/Kenya/Australia/etc.?) and the merits of exposing kids to international travel at an early age; her Le Creuset collection; the week-long 'culinary boot camp' she attended in Chicago; or that time she ran a marathon, well ... the Green Eyed Monster in me can't help resenting her. It turns out that Niequist is the daughter of one Bill Hybels, the founder of Willow Creek Church. So of course she's been everywhere. And she's an author married to a musician, which means that she doesn't have to deal with the costs (or, to be fair, the benefits) of a 9-to-5 job outside the home. So of course she can take a week-long cooking course. Not that it's all tea and cookies--while she works out of the home a lot of the time, she also has to deal with the crazy time demands of looming deadlines, as well as the exhausting book-promotion travel that comes with being a successful published author. So, I mean, I get it. Her life isn't perfect. But it does include some blessings that the average wife and mother may not enjoy. Which is probably (at least in part) why she got a book deal--'average harried housewife' doesn't make for an enthralling book jacket blurb.
All of which is not to say that Niequist is a bad person, or even a bad writer. I just think her writing might resonate more if she played up the 'everywoman' aspects and kept the 'awesome life experiences that you, the reader, will likely never enjoy, bwa ha ha ha ha' to a minimum. (Ok, ok. She didn't gloat about it. I told you: envy.) She's a good writer, especially when relating her weaker moments, so it's a shame to see her alienating her readers (well, this reader, anyway), even if only occasionally.
As for the substance of the book ... there's not a lot, honestly. What substance there is, I quite like. As someone who struggles quite a bit with the sins of perfectionism and fear of man (compounded by a tendency toward introversion), I can easily talk myself out of opening my home to others, arguing that it's too messy, I'm waiting until I have time to honor my guests with the appropriate amount of preparation, I need to bless them with really amazing food, etc. Niequist reminds me that welcoming people into my life--in all its mess--is itself an act of love that blesses others. I don't have to wait until I can entertain perfectly--until I have the perfect house, the perfect kitchen, the perfect menu. I can (and should) throw open my doors and break bread (and drink wine) with friends now. Even if the bread is a frozen pizza, and the wine comes out of a box (because let's face it, I know nothing about wine).
One other 'complaint'--well, more of an observation, really. Niequist self-identifies as a Christian. She and her husband have served in ministry roles at several churches (including Rob Bell's Mars Hill and Bill Hybels' Willow Creek), and she talks openly about meeting up with former small group members. The title itself is a reference to Communion--the sharing of bread and wine in remembrance of Christ's death on the cross in our place, to pay the debt for our sins so that we might enjoy eternal life with God. Unfortunately, this symbolism is mentioned only briefly in the opening pages and the closing chapter. The symbolic meaning itself is alluded to, but the Gospel is not clearly presented. And the rest of the book is such that any compassionate theist would likely not disagree. The community Niequist describes is beautiful and appealing, but she and her friends seem bonded by their love for one another; any deeper bond as a result of their kinship in Christ and their shared inheritance in the Gospel as those purchased by the blood ... well, I didn't see it. Not that I expect Niequist to clobber her readers over the head with the Gospel on every page. But I would have liked to see a more uniquely Christian take on community and hospitality.
A minor nitpick: Niequist clearly favors stories with happy endings--there are tales of heartache here, of miscarriages, illness, frustrated desires, etc., but they end with recovery, health, long-awaited children, and satisfaction. Undoubtedly, these stories sell better, and are much easier to tell. But God isn't just the God who gets us through the Valley of the Shadow of Death to the joy on the other side; sometimes, we have to camp in the Valley for what seems like forever. Sometimes, we don't see the other side until we're, well, on the Other Side. Those kinds of stories are harder to tell--stories of barrenness that do not end with a giggling baby, stories of illness leading to death, stories of deep desires continually frustrated. But God is in these stories, too. He remains sovereign. He remains good. So I wish Niequist had included a few 'unhappy endings' among her many stories of joy and victory. A Christian's response to thwarted desires and hope denied is one of the strongest testimonies to the Gospel--it sets us apart from a world that sees religion as a means to an end. For Christians, Christ and His glory--and not our desires--are the end, and we continue to praise Him even when He denies us our deepest desire. Because our greatest need has already been met. He has satisfied us with Himself, and has given us a greater Gift than we could ever ask or imagine. It is this knowledge that enables us to remain faithful in the face of hard times.
Bottom line: This is an enjoyable book that encourages readers to be more hospitable and to bless their friends and neighbors with food, even if they (the readers) are not Martha Stewart. It's not a terribly theologically dense book, but not every book needs to be a theological treatise. Niequist doesn't set out to write The Theology of Food and Hospitality--she simply encourages us to be transparent in our hospitality and to enjoy the community of shared meals and shared lives. On those terms, this book is a success.
Also, practically speaking, she totally inspired me to bring Bacon-Wrapped Dates (p.171) to an Easter lunch (though I used a different recipe, on account of needing something dairy free), and I fully intend to start my own Cooking Club, because that sounds awesome.
I received this book for free from the publisher in exchange for this review.
I had great hopes when I picked up this book. I am a tremendous foodie who ADORES having people in her home for long, delicious dinner parties, flavored with good food and even better conversation. I was so disappointed in this book, however, because the narrator was haughty. You know how some people are namedroppers? Well, this author is a destination dropper. I found her constant references to multiple trips, both domestic and foreign, to be completely off-putting. I felt the same way I did when I first read Gwyneth Paltrow's website Goop. In one post, Paltrow recommends a $95 white T-shirt as a must-have staple for every American woman. Niequist speaks this unrealistically as well, encouraging us (dare I say, preaching to us?) to take our children to foreign countries, the tremendous need to expose them to other cultures. While I agree with her that these are indeed amazing experiences, not every family has this type of disposable income. Just one mention to this monetary concern would have made her much more likable to me. Instead, we read of lake houses, yacht clubs, spontaneous plane trips several times a year, etc. It got quite tedious.
The books that I love the most make me want to write – they make me swim in words and images, and beg me to jump in. They call me to tell stories, to grab a notebook and try to make a little sense of the messy world around me with my fingers and a pen.
Shauna Niequist's new book, Bread & Wine, made me want to write and cook. Write and make grocery lists. Write and mince garlic, splash olive oil, and bake bread. And of course, it made me a little hungry too.
Like a good meal, I had no desire to race through this book. I enjoyed reading it in morsels, digesting the stories, tearing up at the essays that resonated deeply with me. Maybe because we're in the same place in life – mothers of little boys – I felt a kinship not just with the author, but with the community of women who gather around her table, with the cooking club she meets with each month. And I loved ending the chapters with a recipe – playing it through in my mind, thinking of when and why I might try it out.
I'm not trained in any way but trial and error, but I love the kitchen. I love to experiment, to feed others. My grandma has shown me, my entire life, how you fill people up when you get them together and say, "Come on, let's eat." Shauna's book made me want to keep cooking – to make dinner a priority even when the baby is stuck to my legs and my preschooler and first grader are begging for snacks. It made me want to send out more invitations – to invite friends over to eat, to maybe even start my own cooking club – a group of women willing to experiment in the kitchen together. This book made me want to keep telling stories, and to invite more people in, to see entertaining and dining not as something you do to impress or get it right, but to make people feel welcome, loved, and filled in the belly and the heart.
There is so much good here, but also it's a lot...in a lot of ways. I'm trying to distance my own introverted self and view the book objectively. I will say any admittance to her own obvious wealth or excess of time would have been nice and I'd probably be considering a star higher if that was the case. The Paris chapter specifically seemed pointless and just sort of showy. But this is her story and she has the right to tell it. So I'm not sure.
I think every family is different and unfortunately an issue I see with a lot of hospitality books is that they don't account for introverted hosts or introverted family members of hosts. To constantly be hosting parties or be the "go to" house for every event would be exhausting not just to me but to my entire family. Sometimes I think we can possibly lift hospitality to a romanticized level that is both undeserving and unsustainable.
Hospitality is important, but to the working person who may also serve their community in some other larger and dare I say more impactful way, painting hospitality as this cure-all for the world's ailments can be a bit off-putting. Same goes for the bit about parenting our kiddos in a way that lets them see the whole world. My kids may never travel to another country 🤷♀️ what does that mean? Is that the most important thing? No. So why lift it so high?
The theological bits were a bit more obscure than most of the religious non-fiction I am used to reading. Specifically her view on communion is confusing to me. At one point she states that communion is for us all, and I don't know if she is talking to the Christian family or to anyone on the planet.
The organization of the recipes in the back is sooo helpful and made me forgive some repetition within the prose.
Overall, the excitement and overwriting became too much for me. But the first 50-70% of the book is great. At the beginning I thought it might be a five star book...I then began to be distracted by the repetition in the writing, and then it went off the rails there with Paris and the directives at the end.
I read the introduction to Bread & Wine at the pool one day last week. I cried right there poolside, in the heat, sweating a bit, wanting to cool off in the water, but compelled to read a few more words. I knew immediately that I was going to love this book and I wasn't wrong.
There's much to love: Niequist's writing style is casual yet compelling. I nodded along as I read about hunger and shame and how they intertwine in her heart. I wanted to nod along as she jumped in to run a marathon, despite life circumstances that would have justified waiting a year. My mouth watered as I read about blueberry crisp, watermelon feta salad and breakfast cookies (which I plan to make this week).
It doesn't hurt anything that, like the author, I love opening my home and table to others. I'm more of a casual entertainer - come as you are, bring what you have, your presence is what matters. But all too often, I let life interfere with my desires to host small gatherings. This book reminded me what a gift food is - in the way it reminds us of our humanity, in the way it unites us all, in the way it points us back to our Creator's provision of Bread and Wine.
The short chapters in this book make it a perfect summer read and many of the recipes nearly beg to be crafted in your own kitchen, for your very own family. It would also make an excellent book club selection - easy to read, but with themes that merit exploration and discussion with those you love and trust. I will warn you I found this book convicting - do I give enough thought to my food? do I make the time to enjoy my family's moments around the table? am I surrounding myself with friends who encourage me to be a better, deeper me? But a book that can gently prompt these questions instead of hitting me over the head with them is one worth reading. I think you'll find it the perfect mix of entertaining, revealing and thought-provoking - a perfect summer companion.
I am an unabashed fan of Shauna Niequist. I fell in love with her writing the first time I read Cold Tangerines. I’ve since read that book multiple times and have lent it to several friends. Bread and Wine, though somewhat of a departure, as it did focus primarily on food, is written in a similar vein. The chapters are vignette style and each are followed with a recipe that featured somehow in the vignette. I tried to savor it slowly, but I ended up gobbling them quickly. Some were sweet, some were savory and some required a pause between bites. I don’t know Shauna, but through her words I feel like I do. She shares her heartaches and joys and presents them all with a vulnerability that was so relatable. I wish she was my sister, my neighbor, my friend. I’ve come to understand that she can have quite the fabulous life, but you know what? She never once name drops or rubs in it your face. She enjoys her life & lives it to the fullest with humility.
I am not an advanced cook by any means, but this book has given me courage to try. I love how she tied this in with the kitchen and food and family.Get in the kitchen, get messy, create something fabulous, create something not-so-fab, just try it. And the same goes for life – be present, get messy, be glamorous – just be there. Don’t be a bystander in your own life.
I read this on my Kindle (it was on sale & Shauna Niequist – so, duh, I HAD to buy it, haha), but I will definitely own a real copy of this book.
I love Shauna's writing style (including in this book) and really loved her first two books. However, this one was my least favorite. I'm still trying to figure out why. Maybe because I don't love to read about food. But I do love to read about messy community and friendship, which the book is basically about. Still, her life is at times unrelatable to me, with her constant talk of travel and dinner parties and spending summers at the beach.
I went into this book with some high expectations (Carol Baker loved it) and some low ones (I am not a Zondervan target audience either). I do not read cooking blogs and while I would love to travel it doesn't happen often. All that said, I truly enjoyed reading about Shauna's life and I am looking forward to trying the recipes. There were even a couple passages that mirrored things I had written about in my book which I found fun even though I would have never considered Shauna a kindred spirit, in the usual sense.
I found the book transparent enough. It is difficult to be transparent while respecting other people's boundaries. It is a fine line which she handled tactfully.
While I will probably not read another of her books for a while yet since cooking is not my thing, I will definitely be exploring more Nigella Lawson per her recommendation.
I've thought a lot recently about "being present" for the real-time experiences of my life. I don't want to be caught updating my Facebook status and miss the real moments because I'm too busy crafting clever ways to advertise them. All that being said, I think there is tangible value in writing about our experiences. We enjoy our memories more fully as we marinate in their nuances and seek for words to describe them. (Maybe this explains part of why I enjoy writing book reviews?) For author Shauna Niequist, it's clear that she is capitalizing on this phenomenon in her food memoir Bread & Wine. Niequist takes her readers on a journey through some of her deepest, darkest, richest & warmest memories. All of them circle around making sense of life through the physically and spiritually nourishing acts of sharing good food and fellowship with dear friends.
This book has come at a perfect time in my own journey of seeking to tackle unhealthy food indulgences. I've discovered that my poor food habits always seem to center around eating alone as an escape. But Niequist's richly woven picture of a healthy role of food in our lives places it in the context of relationship with other people. I love that!
Bread & Wine is more than just a read-once memoir. Every story Niequist tells highlights a memorable meal she shared with family and friends. And so, she also shares her recipes at the end of each chapter. Not advertised anywhere on the book-jacket, but possibly helpful to some, virtually all of the recipes here are unselfconsciously gluten-free. Also, a 20-page appendix crammed with useful kitchen-wisdom is like a warm hug and a parting smile from Niequist as she sends us off to our own kitchens to "go and do likewise."
I received this book free from the publisher through the BookSneeze®.com book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own.
Shauna Niequist is my favorite author. In her third work, she once again delivers a deeply profound, yet completely accessible memoir on building a life that says "welcome, there's a seat at my table for you."
this book spoke to me in a way i can’t quite explain. absolutely beautiful
“it would have been lovely to learn those things n my own terms, when i wanted to, the way i wanted to. but we never grow until the pain level gets high enough” p. 133
“food matters because it’s one of the things that forces us to live in this world—this tactile, physical, messy, and beautiful world—no matter how hard we try to escape into our minds and ideals. good is a reminder of our humanity, our fragility, our created mess. try to think yourself through starvation. try to command yourself not to be hungry, using your own sheer will. it will work for a while, maybe, but at some point you’ll find yourself—no matter how high-minded or iron-willed—face-to-face with your own hunger, and with that hunger, your own humanity. the sacrements are tangible ways to represent intangible ideas: new life becomes something we can feel and smell and see when we baptize in water. the idea of a savior, of a sacrifice, of body and blood so many centuries ago, fills our sense and invades our present when our fingers break bread and our mouths fill with wine” p. 264
“holiness abounds, should we choose to look for it. the whisper and drumbeat of God’s Spirit are all around us, should we choose to listen for them. the building blocks of the most common meal—the bread and the wine—are reminders to us: ‘he’s here! God is here and he’s good.’ every time we eat, every time we gather, every time the table is filled: he’s here. he’s here and he’s good” p. 266-267
I think I want to be Shauna Niequist when I grow up.
This was so wonderful. Not-quite-just-a-cookbook and not-quite-just-a-memoir, Bread & Wine celebrates the way the act of eating together provides a common thread through our lives, a setting where the most real moments of love and friendship can be shared, and a tangible, taste-able bond to the memories we hold dear. Shauna reminds me that we are Bread and Wine people, made for communion not just formally on Sundays, but in little ways whenever two or three are gathered. This was such a perfect winter book, full of warmth and comfort, like a rich meal for the mind and heart.
I want to try out the recipes, to throw open my doors and invite people over to eat... and to give a copy of this to those people in my life who have shown me firsthand that sometimes hospitality and love are made to be eaten.
Beautiful! I've been in the habit of making meals out duty and I haven't enjoyed the process. I LOVED how she thinks about meal making, how it's a way to show love & connect. But this book isn't just about cooking, it's about relationships & God & so much more. I really, really enjoyed it!
This quarantine life is not the best time to read this book. Niequist’s whole premise is about the beauty & joy of gathering together, feeding people, and all sorts of things that aren’t allowed during a pandemic 😩 I am generally not a memoir reader, but this was gifted to me by a friend who loves food writing, & I admit I did enjoy it more than I thought I would. I loved her idea of being “present over perfect,” and that’s something I hope to keep in mind as I prepare & host things in the future. Niequist clearly has a lot of money & privilege, and that comes though in the stories she tells, but I don’t think it takes away from her main points. And if you enjoy memoirs & celebrating food, this is a great read.
My sister Vivian gave this book 5 stars and I will too!
It's a collection of short vignettes dedicated to the love of food and cooking and gathering with those loved ones who share your life. They address heartache and marriage and raising kids and strong Christian faith. I thought each one was worthy and interesting. The recipes and entertaining advice was so great and so inspiring. I've marked several recipes to try. I come from a mom and grandma who are good but humble cooks. They love to feed those they love and have their family around them. I do too.
Well, I think I am becoming a Shauna Niequist super fan. She writes so warmly, so clearly, so honestly and often she has feelings just like me. I'm now listening to her podcasts, which are excellent, by the way, and have her book Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard Way waiting for me at the library. This book would be a lovely gift to give to a friend.
A perfect winter read. I'm trying her bread recipe this very minute. The dough is rising on my counter. This book encourages me to put more love into my cooking and invite more friends to enjoy it with me.
I wanted to love this book, but I didn’t. I wanted to like this book more than I did, particularly because a dear friend from church handed it to me one day and asked me to read it. We are the same age and about to see the decade of the sixties approaching this year. While in the middle of the book, we talked briefly about it, and I told her I was struggling to continue in it. We both agreed that it was difficult to relate to . . . maybe because of a generational thing. I erroneously thought that this would be a quick read, but it wasn't for my lack of interest.
I do not want to denigrate Niequist's person, her life, family, or experiences, and I do not think one can "rate" those personal and private things. I will say that to put much of those personal and private things "out there" in print for the world to read invites both compliments and the difficult-to-swallow criticism. My compliments are the recipes of which I hope to try a few. My criticism falls more in a I-have-difficulty-relating-to category and hopefully be read as such.
I understand life around the table. We raised our family at and around the table. But our life was not driven and fed by the need to have other people outside the family at the table for our personal sustenance or for entertainment. Rather, when we did have people around our table, our intention was to show hospitality. Again, I wonder if this is not a generational thing. I tend to wonder if it is more of a personality thing, introversion versus extroversion.
In my reality, I could not have Niequist's lifestyle. Parties, parties, parties. (We probably haven't had one "party" for her three over the course of our almost forty-year marriage.) For one, it would have distracted me from the duties of a wife and a mother. For another, we could not have afforded it. As I read her story, I felt that that lifestyle had to have, by necessity, imparted a somewhat division of the family . . . . By that I mean that all those life-around-the-table dinners given, most were for the adults, later in the evening, when children were tucked into bed, having eaten their meal earlier and apart from the family, and left with babysitters. That kind of life was not like mine, either growing up or raising my own children, so understanding the need for that driving force of “party” is beyond my ability.
Honestly, I am not able to wrap my mind around the economics of all the food-buying, entertaining, and the traveling. I'm not a tightwad nor a spendthrift, but frugal and prudent. I just see things differently.
The title of Bread and Wine immediately brought to my mind that the book would make connections with the Lord’s Supper. Wrong. Though the Lord’s Supper is referenced a few times as “Communion,” there is no biblical connection, and any implication is obscure.
I also have some difficulty with the expressed and ignored theology which is embraced, implied, associated and/or “related by association” in this book. That’s a mouthful, and all I’m going to elaborate on with this subject.
easily my favourite shauna niequist book, for a few reasons: • it is full of details, which is my favourite kind of writing, because it forces me to notice things. • it is so warm & truthful & thoughtful • it forced me to think about food which is... not my natural posture. i think this book is helping me to love food. i am grateful. • there were some essays about being in our bodies (& also one about running) that just really met me where i’m at with some of these thoughts.
I’m not sure what it was exactly that made me really like this book—maybe it was the short chapters that were the perfect length for reading before bed as I tried to abate my pregnancy insomnia. Whatever the case, I feel like Shauna describes the power of fellowship and food around the table in a provocative and compelling way. It’s not a weighty book, but simple with little snippets that begged underlining. And goodness, I want to make every recipe she has in the book.
This was just really sweet and simple. Not life changing or earth shattering, but cozy like coming home from a long day and finally getting to sit on the couch in the quiet for a second. I also got to make one the recipes while reading and it was great.
It's been awhile since I've been immediately captured by a memoir -- I laughed and cried, the latter more often than the former. I very much appreciated the honesty with which she wrote about her own struggles and some of the struggles of the people in her life. Messy truth, FTW!
I also read this book with a great deal of envy -- both for her table and the people sitting around it.
I borrowed this book from a friend, but, as the author suggests, I'm planning to reread this, cooking along the way. And while I'm rereading, I'll be marking a few of the passages that make me laugh and cry and think.
On emotional eating:
p. 35 -- Why couldn't I be one of those people who forgets to eat? Or who can't eat a bite when she's stressed or sad? When I'm stressed or sad, I eat like a truffle pig, hoping that great mouthfuls of food will make me feel tethered to something...
On friendship:
p. 57 -- She told me ... this was the point in friendship when sometimes two friends walk away from each other for a while, because the pain and the awkwardness and the tenderness was too great. She said she thought we could do better than that. And then she handed me two pairs of safety goggles.
A pair of contradictory truths:
p. 84 -- Approximately one million and one people had suggested to me that when I stopped thinking about it and worrying about it, it would happen... It's like telling someone who's drowning to relax and let the water do its work.
p. 136 -- But if the last few years have taught me anything at all, it's that the very things you think you need most desperately are the things that can transform you the most profoundly when you do finally decide to release them.
And a couple laughs because it's SUMMERTIME:
p. 229 -- Probably my friends are not actually counting the days till summer to see if I've finally turned into a supermodel.
p. 231 -- I'm not going to hide. I'm not going to bow out of things I love to do because I'm afraid people won't love me when they see my underbutt.
Ha! Underbutt. Why have I never heard that term before?! I love it.
Not quite a cookbook, not just a memoir but a unique glimpse into the life of an enthusiastic and hospitable woman, I found the book Bread and Wine to be an enjoyable read. Personally, I thought Shauna's writing style delightful. Of course, I may be a little biased on account of the fact that the author has that unique weakness as I for such elite foods as bacon-wrapped dates, figs, chocolate, cheese and such. However, regardless of personal tastes, my impression was that Shauna possesses that unique talent which, through humorous writing, makes even her oddities appear as charming as they must seem to those who know and love her. Simultaneously, the reader is drawn into the ups and downs of the life of this friendly, warm-hearted person.
I must add that I question the religious beliefs of the author, and therefore suggest this book not as reading matter to enhance your spiritual life, but rather like many of our favourite heart-warming cookbooks and magazines to give joyful ideas for your hospitality endeavours and friendships.
Lastly, in this book the author does not concern herself with health aspects. (apart from the fact that she has a good view of cheese, wine and such) Nevertheless, the several recipes included seemed passing nourishing. :) I can't wait to try bacon-wrapped dates or her Indian-inspired dishes.
As a follow up to her two bestselling books, Bittersweet and Cold Tangerines, author and blogger Shauna Niequist returns with the perfect read for those who love food and value the community and connection of family and friends around the table. Bread and Wine is a collection of essays about family relationships, friendships, and the meals that bring us together. This mix of Anne Lamott and Barefoot Contessa is a funny, honest, and vulnerable spiritual memoir. Bread and Wine is a celebration of food shared, reminding readers of the joy found in a life around the table. It’s about the ways God teaches and nourishes people as they nourish the people around them. It’s about hunger, both physical and otherwise, and the connections between the two. With wonderful recipes included, from Bacon-Wrapped Dates to Mango Chicken Curry to Blueberry Crisp, readers will be able to recreate the comforting and satisfying meals that come to life in Bread and Wine.
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I loaded this on to my Kindle because it was cheap and seemed like an Allison kind of book, and was initially underwhelmed. Perhaps because I'd just come from reading two spine-tinglingly amazing true stories (Unbroken and Boys in the Boat), so the everyday life of a woman who's a whole lot like me living her American life in the 2010s just seemed very... ordinary. I can get kind of internally sarcastic about people who write about their day-to-day lives using words like "holy" and "beautiful" and "community" on every page, so I was doing a bit of eye rolling. But then... the book really grew on me. I found myself reading under the covers too late at night because reading about this woman who is a whole lot like me felt like having a soul-refreshing conversation with a good friend, and she had stories to tell and things to teach me about myself and God and some good recipes to share. So it's not a 5-star read, but it's a fun and warm book that was good for my soul. And God does show up in our ordinary, every-day lives, and I don't want to be cynical about that.
Lyrical writing, recipes that are right up my alley, and an emphasis on loving people by feeding them and being authentic. There is a short but well-curated reading list in the back (cookbooks + good writing on food and life), and many quotes and sections I'll be returning to for hospitality inspiration. This book made me hungry - for good food and for sincere fellowship around the table with people I love.
EDITED TO ADD: Four years later, I’m not as enamored of this book, although I still enjoyed the writing and anecdotes accompanying the recipes. I’ve made many of them: some I disliked, some were just okay or solid, but the mango chicken curry is a standby for me. Every time I make it, I’m asked for the recipe. (I once substituted strawberries for the mangos and it was also amazing that way.) I’d say it’s worth the price of the book.