We usually know where the train will takes us, but we still get on it in hopes of an adventure.
This book is the train. We all know what’s bound to happen, and yet there’s still space for it to surprise us. Quite a lovely metaphor to life as well, wouldn’t you say? We all know that our final destiny is death, there is truly no way around it, and yet we try (or at least we should) to make the best of it with what we have got. It’s really all about the journey, isn’t it? And so is this book. And what a glorious journey it was!
I feel like I have just returned from Sicily. I can still smell the sun on my skin, the breathtaking food, the ocean breeze… and the wine, oh the wine. Such a brilliant palette of flavors, aromas and colors… I do believe it’s basically impossible not to fall absolutely in love with it once you allow yourself to just go with the flow.
I adore how these four women come together. I adore how they first think to be completely different from one another and then, as the journey goes by, start accepting their differences instead of using them as weapons against one another. I find those little moments to be filled with so much hope! Like Mazzara’s chocolate, it seems to blend perfectly with every recipe. As long as you want it to, as long as you wish it to. Only if you are open to noticing it will you indeed feel it melting on your tongue.
I also adored the way Nicky Pellegrino painted these characters with our so called flaws. She makes them not into something that is wrong with them, but into something they are. “Não é defeito, é feitio“, the Portuguese would say. It’s only a flaw to whoever is comparing someone to someone else. What about acceptance? It’s not always easy, as Moll, Tricia, Valerie and Poppy come realize, but it’s possible. And in the end? So worth it.
Basically, I loved it. It’s not a classic, it’s not a book that will openly make you wonder about life, but it is what you want and need it to be. Don’t expect to love every character at every single moment, because, let’s be honest, we don’t even love ourselves every second of every day (if you do, GOOD FOR YOU!).
Now, if you will excuse me, I am going to write down the ingredients I need for the Favio’s Chocolate Chicken recipe. Ciao!
P.S. Was definitely not expecting Luca’s past to be whom it was.