Berg has an uncanny ability to draw you so deeply into her character’s lives that you feel as if you know them. I often found myself smiling as I read about them, loving how Michael (in the story “Rain”) left his high-powered city job for life in the county. Berg describes everything from how he built his home, to the spaghetti sauce his friends made using the riches in his garden, to the minute ways in which Michael changed when the uncertainties of life finally took their toll. Berg’s stories tug and your heartstrings, each in a different way.
As a foodie I also must mention how much I appreciated Berg’s attention to culinary detail. She doesn’t simply tell you that Michael and his friends enjoyed spaghetti sauce, she shows you how it was made and invites you to taste it in your mind’s eye: “onion and garlic… were sauteed in olive oil, basil and oregano and tomatoes still warm from the sun,” the main character writes. “I added a little honey and a little red wine and we let the sauce cook down, and then we ate outside, watching the sky redden, then purple, then go black and starry. Maybe it was the wood burning stove, but I have never tasted better marinara.”
My favorite story in the collection is titled “How to Make Apple Pie.” It’s told from the perspective of an 86-year-old woman, named Flo, writing a letter to a women who grew up next door. The way Berg characterized this narrator was so endearing I found myself wishing I was the recipient of her letter, which describes her prized recipe with instructions like: “The filling is a matter of sniff and add a bit of this, sniff and add a bit of that.” Overall Flo’s tone made me laugh, being both specific and vague at the same time, and reminding me so much of how my own grandmother outlines her recipes. “Add just a touch of nutmeg, nutmeg must always work undercover, where you taste it but you don’t know what it is. Like mace in sweet rolls or coffee in chocolate cake,” Flo continues, then cautions: “Your nose is your guide… Now if you have a cold, forget about making pie or anything else. Go over someplace like the Olive Garden and load up on all the garlic, that you will taste.”
I could go on and on about Flo – that’s how much I liked her – and while not all the stories in this book touched me so deeply, I have to say, I plan to buy the book just for this one story.
In addition to “Rain” and “How to Make and Apple Pie,” other stories I particularly enjoyed include: “The Day I Ate Whatever I Wanted, ” “Full Count,” and “The Day I Ate Nothing I Even Remotely Wanted.”