I am such a snob about zombies, and have ended up being irritated by more zombpocalypse books than you can shake a machete at. The cover and title of this one led me to believe it was going to be a lot sillier than it ended up being, and I'm so glad it wasn't. 

No holding back on the gore, a primarily queer cast of characters, a novel take on zombiism (toxoplasmosis!), the blackberries finally making their move to overtake the Pacific NorthWest...I loved it all, and would absolutely read more if this were a series.