At times this was an extremely difficult book to read....written by Ruth, the daughter of parents, who as children had each escaped death as German Jews just before the start of the war that would have in all liklihood seen them in concentration camps or worse. Her parents met in a boardinghouse in Britian and were married.
In the era of the 50's and 60's the disease of anorexia nervosa was virtually unheard of but Ruth spends her childhood and teenage years dealing with this very condition as it slowly but surely steals her mother from her. Her father escapes the turmoil by working on the road and leaving Ruth to deal with the problem and the pain. Her days and nights are filled with caring for her mother, trips to hospitals and clinics were her mother is treated just enough for those in charge to send her back home, never able to diagnose what is wrong with her.
As her mother wastes away Ruth gains weight. Her mother deals with her own gnawing physical hunger by having her daughter sit and eat dish after dish and describe the tastes and textures. As a traditional Jewish family, their entire family and religous life revolves around food. Ruth's obligations of taking care of her mother, school, and maintaining the "good face" of the family to the community allow her no time for anything else. She buries her pain and unhappiness by eating. Any attempts she makes to escape, even for a short time, are met with guilty accusations from both her mother and her father.
As an adult, even after all the years of watching her mother suffer and finally die, Ruth finds herself counting calories and paying homage to her scale. Will she be able to escape the fate of her beloved mother? Will she ever be able to make peace with her father who believes she brought on her mother's death by marrying and starting a family of her own? A haunting story.