![]() I have to admit that I wasn’t super excited to read a book about food and someone’s “broken brain,” as Fechtor puts it. But it wasn’t obvious to me then that a start had occurred at all (Loc 61). ![]() I start this story here, on the floor of a conference center gym, because it now seems the most obvious place. It is also the story of a new start, one through which Fechtor realizes, more clearly than she ever has before, how her true self is part of the recipes she has taken and made her own over the years. She does this be weaving together the story of her conscious work at re-membering who she was – is – in relation to food – in relation to sharing food with her family and friends. Fechtor’s goal in writing this book is, I believe, to find her way back to herself – the self that she was before she lost the ability to be whole amidst the connections she has learned from cooking, baking, and feeding those she cares about. ![]() ![]() The rest of the story is a truly engaging take on a very long road to recovery, alongside a mixture of Fechtor’s life and her relationship with food. Jessica Fechtor begins her book at the point when she has just had a ruptured aneurysm: She went from running on a treadmill in a gym with her friends Or and Ilana to laying on the floor, thinking she’s sick from a migraine. Penguin Group Avery 288 pages NetGAlley ARC – Released June 23, 2015 ![]()
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