
Comfort Me with Apples, by Ruth Reichl, was a potentially risky choice – restaurant critic’s memoir for non-foody me. But I liked the title.
The story quickly grabbed, holding tight until I gulped back tears at its final scene.

I might have been less surprised if I had studied book cover details –- numerous awards, notable praise.
Instead, I gambled $2 and won.
Now I'm back to the pile ...
How did you pick your summer books?
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