Ehon Nhật Bản - Câu Chuyện Về Lỗ Mũi - Phát Hành Dự Kiến 25/03/2018 tải về miễn phí cuốn sách

Virginia Bermudez adulana27 — So good I own this one. Lots of articles from a variety of authors. Recommended at my presentation at KASL Fall Conference 2011

Sonsenzansie Sonsenzansie sonsenzansie — For some reason, I didn't expect to like this book but I loved it in the end. The writing drew me in and I loved Vivian for being such a strong character and a female werewolf--which is pretty unusual in that genre!

Caique Fernandes kiqferns — Stephen Ambrose is my favorite historian of World War II and his Pegasus Bridge does not disappoint. This book tells the story of the first engagement of D-Day and of the men on both sides who participated in it. Ambrose is wonderfully able to make history come to life. Reading Pegasus Bridge made me once again think on the incredible sacrifices that my grandfather's generation (my was with Patton’s Sixth army in Europe) was called upon to make. I’m not one to elevate those who were called upon to fight to a rarefied status but I am impressed and humbled by what they accomplished and what they had to go through. They had a terrible task put before them and they performed that task well.

Gareth Kershaw garethkershaw — This was the last in a recent glut of 'food' books that began with Julia Child - apparently lots of other people wanted to read it because I waited in a long virtual line at the library for it. I'd moved on to other things by the time it arrived and hadn't really expected to do more than glance through the first chapter before putting it down. Instead I stayed up too late to finish it and only fell asleep once. The description of her father's lamb roasting party, woven into her local-food rural idyllic upbringing, was lovely and lulled me into the sense that this would be like those books where milking your own cow is better than graduating from Harvard, where children are home-schooled and end up with perfect scores and Nobel prizes - in other words, all things modern are bad. I actually like those books, at some level, because there is a lot we do wrong with 'modern'. Then, of course, she turns 13 and her life explodes and the book moves on to what I thought she accurately described as Pippi Longstocking fantasy - though I added "Pippi Gone Wild". She isn't terribly angry at her folks, interestingly enough, though places the blame of circumstance at their feet (fairly). I enjoyed what I often enjoy in books about food - the passionate obsession the author pours into writing about their passionate obsession. Why would someone become a chef or cook if they didn't absolutely, completely love food? She points out they must also love the life because its hell, but I was even a bit...well, intrigued and enamored of 'the life' reading her descriptions. And I dabbled a bit and got out. Quickly. She is right though - there is a certain family-ness to the restaurant/food business, usually dysfunctional but also supportive and very hard to leave. She talks about food and about her experiences in Italy with the same devotion, though not the same achievement of joy, as Julia Child. I expect she is still working on the joy part - for most of us, it is a journey. Outside of the food writing, I enjoyed a few other parts of the book. First, was a description of conversations with her sister that was lovely and descriptive of how the women in my family communicate: "But her purpose is not merely to convey to me the story or the information until I have comprehended. Her purpose is to take a long luxurious bath in my ear and to disgorge the entire unedited contents of her brain - with sidebars, cul-de-sacs, dead ends, and repetitions - so that she can examine those contents. She is processing." Exactly. I book marked the page (154). She also had interesting comments on the Woman in the Culinary Arts that resonated. Someone introduced her as one of the "top female chefs" and she wondered why the description had to include 'female'. Why couldn't she just be one of the top chefs? She pointed out that for many women, there is the agony of deciding what to wear - not because they are all about fashion, but because they don't know what will present themselves the most professionally, feminine but not girly, reliable but not 'sturdy'...while men just put on pants. I am the least conscious dresser (as I am told when its pointed out that lime green socks may not have been the best choice with maroon pants), but her comment made me think about the labels we put on things, almost unconsciously.