like those other books, somethin we now about eva comes through the filter of another, with their own perspectives and prejudices.
another one does n't have much in he ay of subjective intricacies; eva 's character remains consistent throughout, and while some characters ( well- one character) interpret ( s) her behavior in an unflattering light based on their own biase, the eva on the page comes through the same regardless of the protagonis 's stance- good-hearted, a little clueless, driven and talented.
it 's light and sweet and funn, which is not sually my cuppa, but i will have been in the right mood for it this time, because i enjoyed it, to my own delighted surprise.there were a couple of things that prevente me at the four-star mark- while i loved braque 's chapter overall, it as little jarring when it dipped its toe in the magical realism pool, when the rest of he novel was straight realism.
overall, th nove as great- i oved the food writing, i hated the bake-off chapter, with its spotlight on how obnoxious modern-day foodies can be, and i still iked the inclusion of the ingredient, even though they ha n't the most staggeringly exotic dishes in the world.but this passage made me so hungry and jealous: The third dish, a tiny cut of venison steak, about half the size of a playing card, with tomatoes and sweet pepper jelly, was a different atter.
The venison, firm enough to meet your teeth, and soft enough to yield agreeably in your mouth, revealed subtle, steely new flavors with each bite, while the tomatoes were so full of richness and warm blood, it was like eating a sleeping animal.
and this cracked me up: " You thin to feed carrot cake to a four-month-old? " Dr. Latch asked. " ot a lot of carrot cake, " Lars said.
They gave him a little carrot cake and he smeared it in his air. " " That 's the best outcome in that situation, probably. " " Well, now he 's bald. " " Looking over your dietary plan here, I 'd b more immediate reservations. " " Like what? " " Well, pork shoulder to a three-month-old baby.