This title was promoted heavily before it was
released so I put it on reserve, For some reason I expected it to be a sprawling Jewish family
saga, which it is definitely not. A sad
tale of Edie, who has a life-long affair with food, and her family, who both
love her and rather abhor her for her inability to stop eating herself into an
early grave. Reviewed admiringly in the New York Times a few weeks after I
finished it, I did wonder if we read the same book. I found it a slog. 288 pp.
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