Delicious!: A Novel by Ruth Reichl
Ruth Reichl (pictured), one of the world’s foremost food critics (NY
Times, LA Times, etc.), editor of
Gourmet magazine for 15 years, and co-owner of the famed
The Swallow Restaurant, has written some of my
favorite books about food and cooking, i.e.,
Tender at the Bone, Comfort Me With Apples, Garlic and Sapphires. Now, apparently inspired by the surprise closing of
Gourmet magazine by publisher Condé
Nast, Reichl made the bold move into the world of fiction with her first novel
Delicious! Kirkus Reviews describes the
novel as “a bittersweet pudding with some lumps in the batter,” and
The Washington Post says it is “a
surprisingly amateurish performance for a writer as skilled and versatile as
Reichl.” But I’m going to cut her some slack and say that I thought it was pretty
tasty.
Main character Billie Breskin, having lived her life in the
shadow of her prettier, smarter sister, is a bit of a wallflower, but one
blessed with what NPR cleverly coined as “the culinary equivalent of perfect
pitch.” Billie can distinguish flavors like nobody’s business, which ultimately
lands her a day job for a food magazine called Delicious, which is housed in an old Greenwich Village mansion with
secret rooms and a juicy history. Billie also gets a weekend gig at an
eclectic cheese shop in Little Italy. Both settings provide a ton of ingredients
for characters and stories that will keep you salivating, including a series of very
old letters from a young food prodigy to James Beard that Billie discovers catalogued
in a manner requiring “Sherlock-ian” skills; and the roguishly handsome “grumpy
complainer” that frequents the cheese shop and ends up being an architectural
historian (and a good kisser).
I’m not sure why Reichl chose to write about a twenty-something
girl, and if I have any complaint, it’s that the story tends to feel a little angst-y
at times. But just about the time it gets annoying, Reichl springs a new story
flavor and you forgive her. Delicious!
isn’t really, but it is pretty yummy.
The Elephant Whisperer: My Life with the Herd in the African Wild by
Lawrence Anthony, Graham Spence
Around 1982-83, when I was managing
a small mountain retreat in New Mexico belonging to some eccentric horse
lovers, I hosted a couple that ran (what was at the time) the Harare Game
Reserve in Zimbabwe South Africa. Their
stories of life in Africa sounded exceptionally exotic and dangerous and
forever sparked my interest in that part of the world. So when I saw The Elephant Whisperer profiled on one
of the several websites I troll daily looking for good reads, I knew I had to
read it and I’m glad I did.
If not for books, I would probably never
know what it was like to live in the wilds of Africa, surrounded by animals
intent upon eating me or stomping me into the turf. Author Lawrence Anthony safely transported me to
those parts of the world and that lifestyle, beautifully conveying his love and respect
for the wildlife in Africa. The Elephant Whisperer tells a touching story of Anthony adopting a pack of rogue
elephants with a reputation for violence, and if not saved by Anthony, would
have been put down.
Although one might assume that
caring for elephants is as simple as building a strong fence, that is not the
case. Elephants are smarter than the average bear, and they don’t like being
fenced in. And so the struggle ensues with Anthony trying to balance the
enforcer and the animal lover in himself. After many adventures and a few
tragedies, man and elephant find a peaceful place for coexisting, and the
reader learns a lot about elephants, elephants and humans, and about living in
Africa.
I so thoroughly enjoyed
The Elephant Whisperer that I sought out
another of Anthony’s books.
Babylon’s Ark,
a heart-wrenching tale of how he and a small and scraggly army of British and Iraq
civilians, and a surly band of American soldiers, worked through horrifying
circumstances over a period of weeks to rescue the abandoned, starving, ill and
injured animals in the Bagdad Zoo just following the American invasion of
Bagdad. I recommend both of these books, especially if you have an interest in
animal conservation, or if you just like a good story.
The Good Spy: The Life and Death of Robert Ames by Kai Bird
Kai Bird (pictured) wrote one of my all-time favorite books,
American Prometheus, which is a very
personal, in-depth look at the life of Robert Oppenheimer, and for which Bird
won a Pulitzer Prize in 2006. So I looked forward with much anticipation to
reading
The Good Spy, his story about
the "legendary" CIA operative, Bob Ames. What also excited me about reading this
book was that I can never seem to appreciate the importance of the American spy
network, and how that impacts American policy and world events. I’ve always
felt that business was over dramatized by the James Bond and other movies, and
to the extent that
The Good Spy was almost boring, sort of proves out that theory.
Although Robert Ames was a career CIA operative, somewhat
renowned for his capacity to establish and maintain clandestine relationships
as a conduit for acquiring information beneficial to the US about our enemies,
his life was pretty mundane. He went home every night to have dinner with his
family. He never carried or shot a gun. He traveled little. In fact, because his
activities were so open to public observation and frankly a little dull, I’m not entirely sure why he is so legendary. Perhaps it is the fact that he rarely made waves
at the office, got along with everyone, and did his job. Or maybe it was
because he had one really good source of insider information (cultivated over a
period of 20 years), or because he died in the 1983 bombing of the American
Embassy in Beirut.
If you are looking for an exciting story about an American
spy, this is not your book. If you enjoy well-written narrative about one
character in a long history of American undercover work in the Middle East that
won’t put you to sleep (not too quickly anyway), you will enjoy The Good Spy.
Rabid: A Cultural
History of the World's Most Diabolical Virus by Bill Wasik and Monica Murphy
When the hubby and I hop in the car
and I introduce an audio book with something like, “Now I know you are going to
think this crazy, but just give it a chance,” he knows it is going to be about
some bazaar, off-the-wall topic. Such was the case one bright spring day as we
set off for Houston and I plugged in my iPhone and began Rabid: A Cultural History
of the World's Most Diabolical Virus. Although there
have been a few books that the old man flat out refused, or simply dosed off
to, Rabid held even his rapt
attention throughout the entire book, as it did mine.
Wired senior
editor Bill Wasik and his veterinarian wife Dr. Monica Murphy (pictured) did a
commendable job of taking a topic about which people have an a unique aversion
to, and turning it into a fascinating story. To their advantage, however, is the
fact that the topic of rabies is fabulously entertaining with little help. Many
of our horror icons, werewolves, vampires and zombies all evolved from tales of
rabid animals and humans – and it all evolved from our innate fear of becoming
inhuman – which is what rabies does to people. Watch the movie adaptation of
Stephen King’s book
Cujo about a
beautiful St. Bernard that becomes rabid and holds a mother and her son prisoners in a car for
days and you'll see how frightening rabies can be.
Did you know that rabies is the most fatal virus in the world, a pathogen that
kills nearly 100 percent of its hosts in most species, including humans? Did you know that you do not have to be bitten by a rabid animal to contract this
disease? You only need to allow the virus access to your mucous membranes. The
virus is present in all body fluids of an infected animal and if you get such
fluids on your hands and rub your eyes or pick your nose, you can contract the
disease. If you wait until you have symptoms, it's too late.
Unlike almost any other virus, instead of spreading through
the bloodstream, rabies travels through the nerves, and heads straight for the
head, hell-bent on suppressing the rational and stimulating the animal in us.
Or as the authors more charmingly write, “Aggression rises to fever pitch;
inhibitions melt away; salivation increases. The infected creature now has only
days to live, and these he will likely spend on the attack, foaming at the
mouth, chasing and lunging and biting in the throes of madness — because the
demon that possesses him seeks more hosts.”
Here’s a little factoid you won’t
hear about rabies on The Today Show. It causes hypersexuality, with some
patients experiencing hourly involuntary orgasms. One of those “too much of a
good thing” things! It's rumored that Edgar Allen Poe died of rabies.
Although less know for it, Louis Pasteur, the "father of microbiology," did us a pretty super favor of
developing the rabies vaccine, at terrible risk for he and his assistants, as
illustrated in this excerpt from the book.
When Louis Pasteur was
developing the very vaccine to fight the menace and had to extract the virus
from the jaws of madly growling infected dogs, a loaded revolver was
placed within reach of he and his assistants. If a terrible accident were to
happen to one of them, the more courageous of the two others would put a bullet
in his head.
Surprise yourself. Read Rabid.
Still Foolin' 'Em by Billy Crystal
A rehash of many of the same old stories and jokes?
Yes, mostly. But hey, it’s Billy Crystal, and the man is never not entertaining.
Read it? Nawww.
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