best book ever.

For the past year I feel like the books I have read have been just OKAY. In fact lately when I have finished a book I think to myself "did I even like that book." Well folks I have finally broken the Just-Okay-Book streak. A Homemade Life is absolutely divine in every way. How many books do you read that keep you up at night and then join you to the grocery store? No seriously I have been taking the book shopping with me so that I don't miss an ingredient on any of Molly Wizenberg's amazing recipes. Okay here is the idea... Young brilliant girl with a passion for France losses her father. As the only child she is devastated and her PhD gets put on hold for an adventure to France. As she is trying to figure out what she wants to do with her life she uncovers her deep love for food and starts a blog, Orangette. {This may be totally old news to many of you but if you have never heard of the book or blog MUST READ NOW}. Each chapter in her book is a recipe. A recipe that has shaped her life in some way... maybe the Eggs Italian Grotto {page 140} which was one of the last meals she had with her dad. Or her uncle Arnie's famous Cider-Glazed Salmon {page 181}. Or the Fennel Salad with Asian Pears and Parmesan {page 238} that she ate every single day when she was falling in love with her to be husband {who by the way met her via Orangette}. Or the Hearts and Minds Cake {page 312} that was served at her wedding. For me this book was the perfect mix of heart, soul and food. The three most magical things on Earth. In the past 2 weeks I have made 5 of the recipes in the book {a Dutch baby, Tomato Fennel Soup, Ed Fretwell Soup, Slow Roasted Tomatoes, Dried Fruit Pie and tonight Zucchini Noodles with Pesto}.
So here is a funny story. About 2 and a half weeks ago a girl I went to high school with knocked on my door. I think the last time we talked was maybe grad-night and then I think we Friended each other a couple years ago. Any way she was so incredibly sweet saying she wanted to come by to say hello and to tell me that she loved reading my blog {so kind}. Any way we were talking and she asked if I had ever heard of Orangette and that Molly was her roommate at Stanford. That is where my love for Orangette started. The End.