Cookbook For a New Europe by Richard Segal

Addition: Paperback, review book

Genre: Fiction, crime

Rating: 1 out of 5

Synopsis:

To serve society or humanity? It’s been fourteen years since the basketball-mad detective Fran Obrien captured the urban bomber Lavi, who has since moved to Spain and rehabilitated himself beyond recognition. Fran is fresh off a two-year sabbatical, during which he tended to 11-year-old Ben, the family comedian, and 17-year-old Alice, with, yes, as much attitude as you’d expect. His estranged boss Karl has retired and Fran must learn to deal with the new brass – no small task itself. His first assignment is to investigate an act of alleged political corruption which seems more wild goose chase than duck in a barrel, leading him to question his decision to return to work. After an extended-family culinary expedition to Budapest, Fran’s nine-to-five job takes him ‘almost’ to Albany and to Central America, where he must untangle the mother of all webs. His wife, local family doctor Darby, goes along for the ride, and, oh, piña coladas “to die for.” For a detective and amateur gourmet chef like no other, Cookbook for a New Europe is a ride Fran certainly didn’t expect. He’s been fiercely focused for years, but a spate of unintended yet momentous events unfolds once he gives free rein to his emotions, and his recipes.

I received this as a review book from the publisher Authorhouse. I have to say, I didn’t like the book. To be honest, I didn’t even finish it. I reached the halfway point and realised not only had I read several pages and taken in nothing, I also had no idea what was going on – which was how I felt for most of the read.

The story follows Fran, a NYPD cop. He has just finished a two year sabbatical but when he tries to go back to work, his return date is pushed back by a few more weeks. He decides to spend this time visiting distant relatives in Hungary, where he sightsees, is astonished most of the time by the food and discovers he is a choreographer in his head. When he returns to work, he is given a case that he thinks can’t be solved but will just keep him quiet for a few weeks, so he starts to spend his time drinking gross coffee and seeing his godson in prison.

I didn’t get any further than that when I was reading and I reached the middle of the book. The reasons I put the book down are these:

  1. I mainly didn’t know what was going on
  2. I found the writing very distorted – like Segal had suddenly had a thought that he must put to paper immediately, even though it doesn’t fit with anything else
  3. I didn’t really like Fran – all he seemed to think about was himself and food
  4. I found the story a bit boring. The synopsis is really interesting but the story itself isn’t. I was halfway through and he had barely started looking at the case mentioned.

I can only give this book 1 out of 5 as I didn’t finish it. This book didn’t hold my attention and it took me an hour to read 10 pages – life is too short for books I don’t enjoy so I put it down.

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Put Aside

This week I have made the decision to put aside some of the books I had on the go – or had started ages ago was unlikely to pick up again. They are:

Dear Fatty by Dawn French

I have chosen to put this down because I am finding it hard to get into. I generally don’t like autobiographies because I find the writing is not very good. It is disjointed and hard to follow.

That’s Another Story by Julie Walters

I have put this down for the same reason as above.

Both of these books I will pass onto my Mum.

Sisters Red by Jackson Pearce

I had been dying to read this book but when I got it to, I just wasn’t that interested. This isn’t what I would usually read, and I just didn’t click with this story at all.

Rooms by James L. Rubart

This book had such potential but by page 300 I was bored. I was waiting for the answer, the big revelation, and it just didn’t come. I felt this book could have been condensed, and it would have been much better.

I would rate all these books as 1/5 as I put them aside.

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The Truth About Love by Josephine Hart

Addition: Review paperback

Rating: 1/5

Synopsis:

It’s dangerous …and that’s the truth about love …A young man shields his terrible wounds from his mother; a husband believes he can love his grief-stricken wife back to life; a young girl puts her own life on hold until her family can find their way back from blinding pain; a man surrenders to the helplessness of obsessive love. Set in Ireland, this brilliant, intense story is about a family named O’Hara who chose to remain in the place of their loss, and the stranger from Germany who has run from his. It’s about love – for another, for a country, for family – and survival, and it’s remarkable.

I have decided to put this book down because I am finding it boring. To be honest, I was put off by the first chapter but kept going anyway – only to decide a third of the way in to lay aside this book. The first couple of chapters are the thoughts of a boy who has just had a serious accident. His thoughts don’t flow coherently and I struggled to follow what was going on. Later on the narrative become more coherent, but I still didn’t really know what was going on. There was a whole conversation about a gate and a chess game with a bishop where I just didn’t know who or what they were talking about. I found this not to be a book about love but a book about death, and it made for morbid reading. I don’t really like “literary novels” anyway, and this is certainly one.

I couldn’t relate to the characters or the story lines either. I haven’t experienced hardships like the ones in the book and I don’t have a past I’m running from, and the way Hart wrote the characters made it hard to feel empathy – or anything really, in regards to them. Instead I felt lost, bored and a bit depressed.

I had high hopes for this book, but the book just did not live up to expectations and has been put aside. I want to thank BookRabbit for sending me this copy, and to say sorry I didn’t finish this book, it just wasn’t for me.

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