Lucy Knisley’s graphic novel memoir through food is really more of a celebration of good eating than a conversation about the author’s life. Sure, we get the broad strokes, but the book is mainly disjointed episodes displayed haphazardly.
However, it’s obvious she loves food. And I love food. I think it’d be pretty cool to have had a teenage summer job working a farmer’s market booth in upstate New York, or later in college at a fancy gourmet shop. I worked at a local grocery store, where it was a big deal when we started selling sushi in little plastic trays.
I liked the recipes between the chapters. Nothing fancy, but they show you can eat well without being a rocket scientist. I’m all for people taking a laid back approach to cooking. Try it! Perfection not required. I also loved the drawings, especially the scene with the chickens. The horror in young Lucy’s face is quite evident.
The book was less successful when Knisley snarked on people’s food choices or the obesity epidemic. Apparently, you can eat as many delicious flaky croissants as you want as long as you stay thin while doing so. Just stick to talking about delicious food, ‘kay?
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