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A book more than 100 years old: Villette by Charlotte Bronte. First published in 1853.
LOVED IT. Lucy was far too tolerant of Monsieur Paul -- imperious little twerp -- but her behavior was appropriate, given the time it was written. I like Lucy, who is ferociously independent and makes her way in the world while remaining true to herself and her values. There is a constant undercurrent of hopelessness in the story that makes it difficult to read at times, though.
A memoir: Life from Scratch: a Memoir of Food, Family, and Forgiveness by Sasha Martin. National Geographic, 2015.
I like the recipes peppered throughout the book and plan to try some of them eventually. I hadn't heard of Sasha Martin or her blog before reading this, though I will take a peek when I have time; cooking recipes from a different country every week is an astounding feat that took her almost four years to accomplish. She doesn't hide the sadness or ugliness of her experiences growing up, alternately bounding between foster homes and living with her mother. She makes peace with some of the people in her life, but the book ends with some things still unsaid, which is realistic.
The publisher needs to get a new copy editor, however. Dishonor on the person, the person's family, and the person's cow for letting what should have been "poring" get printed as "pouring." SHAME.
Onward and upward: eleven books to go! I'm still listening to Mockingbird and should finish some time this week.
LOVED IT. Lucy was far too tolerant of Monsieur Paul -- imperious little twerp -- but her behavior was appropriate, given the time it was written. I like Lucy, who is ferociously independent and makes her way in the world while remaining true to herself and her values. There is a constant undercurrent of hopelessness in the story that makes it difficult to read at times, though.
A memoir: Life from Scratch: a Memoir of Food, Family, and Forgiveness by Sasha Martin. National Geographic, 2015.
I like the recipes peppered throughout the book and plan to try some of them eventually. I hadn't heard of Sasha Martin or her blog before reading this, though I will take a peek when I have time; cooking recipes from a different country every week is an astounding feat that took her almost four years to accomplish. She doesn't hide the sadness or ugliness of her experiences growing up, alternately bounding between foster homes and living with her mother. She makes peace with some of the people in her life, but the book ends with some things still unsaid, which is realistic.
The publisher needs to get a new copy editor, however. Dishonor on the person, the person's family, and the person's cow for letting what should have been "poring" get printed as "pouring." SHAME.
Onward and upward: eleven books to go! I'm still listening to Mockingbird and should finish some time this week.