Today's book, "The quirky debut romance from Lamb opens as Julia Bennett flees the Boston altar where her blue blood abuser fiancé, Robert Stanfield III, awaits her. She leaves her wedding gown in a North Dakota tree, and arrives in the tiny town of Golden, Oregon to take refuge with her beloved Aunt Lydia. As Julia slowly returns to a semblance of normalcy, Lydia's eccentric friends soon become Julia's near and dear as well: minister's wife Lara, psychic Caroline and abused wife Katie all have their own hidden pains, to which Julia can relate. Robert, who hit her and made her feel bad about her body, is never far from her thoughts, nor is her incapacitating "Dread Disease"-a feeling of panic she can't name."
- Mid-way through reading today's book I realized that this is the third chocolate-related book I've read in the last three months. First there was Choclat, and then Hershey. Clearly my subconscious is trying to telling me something. Lucky for me, and my subconscious, Christmas is coming and so is the suspension of the no-sugar rule, so there's a chocolate cupcake in my very near future. All of the chocolate books were good, but in order of enjoyment it goes: Chocolat, Hershey, and then today's book. Today's book was good, but I didn't get instantly sucked into it the way I did with Chocolat and there were no fun facts like in Hershey. And the book started to get tackier and tackier as it went. Normally I enjoy a tacky book now and then - just as I enjoy a tacky episode of Roseanne every now and then, but the tackiness started to wear thing after awhile.
- My favorite line of the book was the first one (that's right, the first one - how lazy can I get?), "I left my wedding dress hanging in a tree somewhere in North Dakota." - I love it when a book has a really intriguing first sentence, particularly when it's as odd as that one. So many authors start out with lackluster first sentences, and it's such a wasted opportunity.
- The odd parts of the book did not stop with the first sentence of the book. Here is another example of the weirdness, "During my visit, people would come to a screeching halt in front of Aunt Lydia's house, as usual. Not because it looked like a pink marshmallow, burned in the center, and not just because she has eight toilets in her front yard." - I'm not even going to tell you whether today's book is worth reading dear readers - I'm not even going to presume to know whether you are the kind of people who enjoy reading about the kind of people who keep toilets in their front yards. I personally enjoy reading about people like that to a point, so I'm glad that I read today's book but I don't think I would want to read it a second time.