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I only read two books in February:
I thought it would be a short fun witchy read, and it was witchy-ish but not really my cup of tea witchy I guess. Too juvenile and “simple” maybe. I couldn’t really get into the relationship at the center of the book, nor their past or their evolution. It’s probably a good young adult book, and there are some love scenes too that may be found spicy to a younger audience.
I am sure this book spoke deeper to Asian-Americans but because I lost my dad after a long period of illness, I could unfortunately relate very much to some parts of the book. Though the food is at the center of the book, and food is not very important to me and none of the dishes were familiar, the author did a good job at transmitting their meaning and importance to the reader. I understand the search for our personality and culture, and trying to figure out what came through our parents, and what in this is them, and what is really us.
I liked the book, it was intimate, honest, sad (I did cry), vulnerable (and so, brave).
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