she writes with a light lyricism that invites you into her world. i am drawn into her whimsical efforts to restore her old villa in tuscany. i love her kitchen - white, with thick marble countertops, sealed brick floor - so much that i try to find pictures of it on the internet. i get hungry reading her descriptions of the fresh produce and effortless meals. the bourgeoisie in me shows after that, i'm afraid. her recipes read disappointingly. gimme the food, not the labor, i want to say. the travelogue part of the book loses me after the excitement of the hgtv part.
it's a lovely book for a certain reader. a tad slow after a steady diet of murder stories.
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