#47 - The Sharper Your Knife, the Less You Cry by Kathleen Flinn
I picked this book up off the free shelf at work yesterday, read a few pages, was totally hooked, and devoured it when I got home, so that should give you some idea of how much I liked it; what I found to be especially good about Flinn’s book, apart from the writing and the subject matter (I really like books about cooking and food, even though I’m a pretty mediocre cook on the whole and have no desire to, like, attend cooking school or anything), was that it never lagged because Flinn wove three narratives—memories from her past and her romance with friend/boyfriend/fiance/husband Mike, stories from her everyday life in Paris, and tales from attending Le Cordon Bleu’s degree program in French cooking—so deftly that the second I was starting to get bored with one, she switched over to another, like a juggler, and let me tell you, most nonfiction writers, even the good ones, don’t do that.
