B. Cunliffe, Facing the Ocean
C. Mieville, The city and the city
M. Robinson, Lila
W. Miller, A Canticle for Leibowitz
E. Zola, Germinal
A. Zamoyski, Poland
It's a sad reflection of living with children, that despite being on holiday for much of June, I still only managed a paltry seven books, albeit a number were long and excellent. Mieville and Zola exceptionally so. As an aside, this means I may attempt the whole Rougon - Macquart sequence. The best of all though was Michael Pollan's book about cooking (and baking and brewing). I was concerned in the first few pages that he may be a too Californian for me, but though there were moments, they were few and mild. Instead, his book manages simultaneously to be both a fascinating discursive ramble through the cooking approaches he explored and a practical call to action to specific cooking techniques. As a result, in my spare time between reading nineteenth century French novels, I am going to bake bread.
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