by Cathleen Davitt Bell
Oddly, I liked this book. It amused me. The culture shock experienced by a family who had to give up electronics, machinery, and convenience foods against their will and live like a family from 1890...well...it made an amusing story. When the family actually started to like a little of the work, the story seemed forced--but their delight when they got hold of something good--like fresh bread--that was real. I could almost taste it.
It's a shallow teenager book with impossible coincidences, of course. I'm not sure whom I'd recommend it to--if you're the kind of teenager who always wanted to go back to 1890, you'll probably hate their shallow materialism. And if not, you might sympathize but wonder what's the point?
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