I have had a memoir fest lately. Two books that couldn’t differ more stand
out:
Hartzler, Aaron. Rapture Practice: A True Story.
This book made me
laugh and nod my head because I could relate to Hartzler’s deeply religious
family.
Because it was a
graphic novel, I left this book wishing I was in France eating the croissants I could see and almost smell. I’m
not the cooking type, but I was in the kitchen **baking cupcakes and pies for
weeks after reading this book. I was kind of mad at Knisley for not putting a
gingerbread recipe in it.
I’m weird.
I know.
I’m weird.
I know.
You can find my reviews of both books in VOYA.
*I am limited in terms of the number of things I can cook.