It has been some time since my last posting but I resolve (’tis the season, right?) to get back into the swing of things! This means my list of books has been made and will automatically change with next NY Times book review.  But until my next review, please enjoy the following:




Sometimes I have to walk away from what was initially a promising read. Such was the case this year with a few books. You may feel differently, but here are the three that failed to spark for me.

Carsick – John Waters

Stories of hitchhiking from NY to San Francisco.    I thought they would be real stories. And if these ARE real stories, then I am worried. Perhaps the second half of the book was good, but no way in hell I am staying to find out.


Twinkie, Deconstructed –  Stever Ettlinger

I respect you Steve, for all the work you did on this book. I learn that there is no cream in ‘crème’. And that I cannot pronounce a single ingredient in a Twinkie. Crisco was named using a P&G employee contest – an acronym derived from CRYStalized Cottonseed Oil. So thanks for that. But I would recommend this book for every kitchen shelf as a go-to book to browse while waiting for the pizza pocket to heat in the microwave.


The Mountain – My Time on Everest – Ed Viesturs (with David Roberts)

I would never set foot on anything higher than my local ski hill but have a fascination for all things Everest. Ed Viesturs has climbed all 14 of the world’s 8,000 metre mountains. This should be a book I can’t not put down. I put it down. I think I need more visuals when someone describes mountain passes. A snapshot, or perhaps a linear drawing sported on a cocktail napkin would suffice. Anything really. My imagination is just not good enough.