The missing Middlesteins still hasn’t turned up and it’s not looking good. There just aren’t that many places it could be hiding. Is it possible a book could sprout legs and walk away?
Since I’ve been holding out hope that The Middlesteins will magically reappear, I haven’t started a different novel in its place. (Or caved and bought a new copy yet).
But that doesn’t mean it’s been a week devoid of reading. On the contrary, I have been avidly reading. It just so happens I’ve been reading The Smitten Kitchen Cookbook. Smitten Kitchen is a food blog that my friends and I are obsessed with that has spawned a beautiful cookbook. Deb Perelman, the woman behind the blog, recently visited Google and Carley was nice enough to get me a signed (!) copy of the cookbook.
Since I haven’t had a novel going, it’s given me plenty of time to dig into Smitten Kitchen. It makes great reading material because, much like on the blog, the cookbook contains a story behind almost every recipe.
The only problem with cookbook reading vs regular reading is that it makes me a lot hungrier.