by Rochelle Bilow
This book had everything I love to read about...and I still didn't like it. It's hard to say why, but I think I had a personality conflict with the author.
Plucky would-be food writer falls hard for a guy working on a CSA and goes to work on it herself. She finds that she loves the people and the work, immersing herself in the experience so deeply that she forgets who she really is. Or was.
She's the kind of personality that makes herself over to please a man, and while she recognizes that kind of lifestyle is unsustainable, she can't seem to stop herself. Occasionally she tries, and one look at him drags her back into the charade. On top of that, she doesn't seem to have--or develop--any depth.
All that aside, she does truly love the work. And that's the redeeming part of this story.
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