The clearest observation I've made about myself and my reading habits is that I never have a lukewarm relationship with a book and if I ever say I do, the book wasn't worth picking up in the first place. Before I begin raving about this one I'd like to say reading for leisure for anyone with a normal workload is quite a difficult thing to do. This just means that the books I choose to devour while at school are much more playful and lighthearted none of that dense nobel prize winning Gabriel Marquez for me. Garlic and Sapphires was just right (I know so because it stopped me from making any progress at work for the two days it was glued to my hand). I didn't make any great observations about life, or shed a tear but i was drooling the entire time.
Ruth Reichl is just one of those writers I like. I've tried to find out what that means exactly but haven't yet. Perhaps it's the fact that she's so agreeable or that she made me feel like I was a guest at the table of every painfully delicious meal she enjoyed... whatever it was I loved Garlic and Sapphires! As a self-proclaimed foodie this might as well been Pirates with absolutely pornographic descriptions of wheat soba noodles and korean bbq. Her enthusiasm is infectious! I've never had a hungrier two days in my whole life.
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