Oh, how I looked forward to this novel, and oh, how much I wanted to like it. It was a promising premise...a girl wakes up one day to find that not only can she taste the flavours in food, but the emotions of the person who made it. Imagine her distress when she discovers her Mother is particularly unhappy. Her brother also has problems, and it is the portion of the story concerning him which I really struggled with. It is impossible to talk about too much without giving away much of the story, and it is constructed in such a way that you are left thinking you won't know the outcome of his story until the very end...so I don't want to spoil it for you, if you are going to read this. But I had to read sections out to my poor husband, to check that I was reading what I thought I was. Perhaps the fault is my literary palate, and I am not sophisticated enough to fully enjoy it.
I did enjoy the slightly dreamy quality to her writing to begin with, but it actually gets quite annoying after a while. A particular quirk is that the authoress does not write speech in the typical manner. Instead of using speech marks she just writes it all into the prose. Ugh.
However....it has left me with a strong desire to perfect a lemon cake recipe (although never ever with chocolate icing, as in the novel!) and a gladness that I borrowed the book from the library and did not buy it! Not a book that is destined to live on my bookshelf, alas. If you have read it, I would love to know what you think!
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I haven't read it but I have eaten lemon cake....and it is one of my favorites!
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