It was pure curiosity that made me grab this book and buy it. Sometimes you have a tendency to keep buying books that are close sisters or brothers of the one you allready know, either because you know you are going to like them and they will please you or because you know they are not going to "bother you" with new thoughts, new ideas and other things that wake you up. And sometimes it is good to change this.
It was the same reason that kept me reading. Curiosity about Israel, youth, girls and women, growing up in this era, growing up in a state that is permanently in conflict with others and itself...The book surprised me from the first page. It changes position all of the time, and tells the story from the eyes of three young women that grow up in a small border town in northern Isreal and than go into the army. Some parts are almost dream like and the chapter about Lea and the sandwich bar is like a painting by Edward Hopper (and has a quite surprising climax).
It reminded me a bit of other debuts like The Catcher in the Rye or De Avonden and it is full of the "newness" of youth, where everything that happens to you seems new, even when it is allready routine (thinking for the first time "this is not new" is also new). It did make me a bit jealous sometimes.
On top of this I think it gives a very good idea about Israël and its unique situation in today's world. And not only about what gets in the news, but also about everyday's life for Israël's young people. I think I learned about that, but also about today's youth and about women in general. I loved reading it and will probably read it again in some time to catch what has eluded me during first reading. I loved the style and the freshness of the words.
I started reading it in Bistro Beau Site in Ostend, in bright coastal autumn light, during lunchtime, and in the company of a Papegaei, https://www.facebook.com/Papegaei, a wonderful Belgian Ale. Could also be read with a kosher Chardonnay, but not with red wine. I feel it needs something with the colour of the sun.
I love Waterstone's, I really do, but whenever I pass a local book store in England, I try to step in and buy one or more books. Small independant book stores should remain in business, if it isn't for the sake of diversity, it's for the principle of supporting local economies. So when I recently walked through Hayes Wharf in London and spotted the Riverside Bookshop I went in and left with a bag o'books. Amongst the one that caught my eye and wallet that moment was the new one from Bill Bryson.
Since a good friend gave me, at New Years Eve, A small History of Nearly Everything I am a dedicated admirer of Mr Bryson. And everytime he publishes a book I am a buyer !
This book talks about 1927 and especially about Charles Lindbergh and his flight from America to Europe (Paris). We often forget but there was a time when the USA were non-interventionist and had one of the smallest armies and air forces of the world. The book talks about things and people we know by name, but nothing more. Babe Ruth, Lou Gehring, the Prohibition, Al Capone, Henry Ford, the names sound familiar but we don't really know who they were.
For me this is the reason why you should buy and read this book. It gives an insight in the American psyche and into the shared memory every American has. On top of this, it is well written (as usual), entertaining and well, fun to read.
To be read with a Budweiser or a Californian Chardonnay.
It is sometimes uncanny how wines can reflect a personality which makes them almost living creatures. Smelling them, tasting them, listening to them, makes you aware of their uniqueness, and sometimes they make me think very much of women. A first impression that attracts you, something special in their face or voice, a more biological reaction next (I would like to make love to this one) and then a sudden widening of your understanding that comes by listening to her...and suddenly you fall in love because she is unique.
Some of the better Rieslings are in my eyes very feminine and very often make me think of somebody. The Steinreich I drank yesterday was elegant and fine and yet also voluptuous and sensual. It had touches of peach or abricot, almost velvet-like, but also, a bit later, zesty, youthful and vibrant grapefruit. A very faint layer of minerality enveloped it all, shone through at certain moments and then was hidden again. It was almost like talking to my wive for the first time: being attracted by her feminity which is soft and nice and special and then suddenly discovering the sparkles in her eyes and mind and the seriousness underneath it all. And you realise that this could be the beginning of a long and wonderful story...
This wine was made by Eva Clüsserath in the village of Trittenheim in the Mosel, Germany. Eva took over the winemaking in 2001 after studies in Geisenheim, Germany's wine-high school, and quickly developed a wide fanbase in Belgium. The grapes from this wine come mainly from the Trittenheimer Apotheke, a Steillage with gradients of up to 78% and a soil of schist. Fermentation is always spontaneous and can last several months. The wines ripen in big old wooden barrels and acquire their maginficent depth without losing their edge there. Eva is married to Philipp Wittmann, one of the most talented winemakers of Rheinhessen, and if the theory is true that a winemaker's personality shines through in the wines they make, a very very lucky man !
For Belgium: www.vinikusenlazarus.be
I failed to find an importer in the UK, so if somebody knows ?