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So much (so far) for my more-books-less-news intention for 2021...😣 But I did get through this one over the past week, and it‘s great! Not light content, but written in a really interesting, spare way. I like how she integrates the recipes she shares (at the end) into her story. They‘re good reading themselves, and I‘d like to try each one. (Thanks again for this perfect swap gift, @catiewithac !)

Thank you so, so much, @catiewithac ! I love everything. So excited to dive into this memoir and to hopefully have some time over the holidays to try out some of the recipes. 😋 Thanks again, Catie, and Merry Christmas Eve to all! 🎄❤️ #jolabokaflodswap

This had me thinking of Sweetbitter that I read earlier this year ( a coming of age tale set in NY restaurants) because this memoir tells a similar real life coming of age tale and also one of postpartum and infertility issues. It‘s slim, fast read that is poetic in its style but full of heavy emotions that hit you afterwards. It‘s like a macaron with its airy cookie shells and flavour dense filling, it takes a minute for your brain to catch up

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🍝 This book is pure Phyllis. Jarring in its abruptness, so much said that isn't said, and beautifully poignant in so many places. All the things I've admired in her writing for years. I find her deeply relatable on some of the struggles and frustrations women have. It‘s a memoir of her life from childhood, training as a dancer at Juilliard, discovering her passion for food, marriage, postpartum depression battles, and cooking. Told in snippets.

I really liked the style of this memoir and it‘s a quick read. I finished it in one sitting easily. That being said, it was not a super compelling memoir overall. A lot of it was basic privileged white woman stuff. Plus, the recipes were unimpressive and I‘m not interested in making a single one. Barely above a so-so. #ARC