I just could not get off this book. I was completely into the story. With all my thoughts, with all my emotions and my body - I would shiver, I would feel my stomach tangling in itself. I wished for my eyes to move faster from one page to the other, starved to know more, to know what will happen next with curiosity and anxiety.

So far this year I read mostly poetry, Y. Book is all prose, it’s a journey of love, relationship, friendship, family, career - everything that makes someone’f life - filled with vivid and hurtful descriptions and food. I would have loved being able to cook and eat everything is being listed while reading on, but truly I was paralysed on the sofa and on the same exact position for all the hours it took me to read it all and I would have not moved even if the food was there in front of me.