It was sweet but there was no depth, and I didn't become attached to either character, especially Isabel.

Where you lost the will to fight for what is yours, where you gave away control of you life, is the mystery you are now unraveling. Both are so self absorbed they seem incapable of genuinely caring for someone other than themselves. I occasionally admired the female mc's perseverance and self-growth, and I empathized with her loneliness, but, overall, no, I didn't relate to her personality, her drive for her career, her love of the city, etc. Vincent, working as a reporter while going through a disintegrating marriage in New York, was recruited by a friend to look in on the friend's recently widowed father. The book is structured around their weekly dinners, beginning with the menu, at which Edward and Isabel share their experiences and memories.

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First, I don't care overmuch about gourmet cooking, so all the food talk was excessive, and, second, being a vegetarian, I heartedly disagreed with many of Edward's elitist foodie commands, "must-haves" such as lard in one's pie crust.Delightfully combining the warm heartedness of Tuesdays with Morris with the sensual splendor of Julie and Julia.