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Whether you are seeking a new book to "feed your need", or you are an author seeking an unbiased point of view on your own recent masterpiece, this is the place to be. With life as with books, you never know where the next step might take you Welcome back to Satisfaction for Insatiable Readers. It stars the second installment of a peculiar little series that promises nothing but delivers everything If you're ready for some zany, clever, slightly sinister, and dangerous fun, full speed ahead for today's book of choice is on deck!
The Splendid Baron Submarine. A terribly rude monkey with personal boundary and hygiene issues? Two of those things sound like a dream come true to W. The treasure hunt gives the Baron family the opportunity to use their exceptional steam-powered submarine, freshly biggened and ready for adventure! But things are seldom straightforward for the eccentric Baron family, and this treasure hunt is no exception.
Can the Baron family embark on their newest adventure without the eggy and depressing Aunt Dorcas? Will the Barons find the treasure they seek? Will they save the country from financial ruin? Where does the monkey fit in, anyway? Do we like asking questions? That was mostly unlike anything I've ever read! Seriously, good times to be had between these pages and a crazy amount of unbelievable yet incredibly true adventures to embark upon!
Right from the start, I was taken in by the quirky and fun conversational styling the author uses to share the Baron's story. With wordy wit and snarky snark, there's just no way you can deny it; this book was made to be a lot of fun! The story itself starts off with a bang. After all, where else have you encountered chapters titled things such as "Very Peculiar Underwear, Stephen", and "Double Dorcased", or an opening passage containing I mean, come on!
If that doesn't grab your attention, I'm not certain what will We start with Mongo and Knuckles, two goons on a mission that they can't quite keep between them the definition of secret escapes them entirely , continue with the "very peculiar underwear, Stephen" person no comment , head out with the Barons on a secret-type mission of their own where we encounter any number of dangers and problems that need more than simple luck to be solved not the least of which include a monkey, a shark, and an eel , and wind up dangling between the jaws of oblivion dun dun dunnn!
It's as much a story of curiosity, invention, and imagination, as it is of self-worth, family standings, and never-saying-die. Recommended for Children's Fiction fans of the target age group and beyond! He was born in Denville, New Jersey, an event of which he has little recollection, yet the people who were there have repeatedly assured him that it happened. He currently lives in Pasadena, California. Enter to win a The Splendid Baron Submarin e themed prize pack!
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Posted by Gina R at With a flashy cover and a premise that will speak to many in our fast-paced, social media driven, modern world, there's much to love, loathe, and reflect on in short span of pages. But I digress, let's get to the proper intro first, shall we? Ready, set, here we go! Today's ebook of choice is You are cordially invited to the party of the season where you'll meet Constance and friends in action.
Constance Jeffries is excited when she gets the chance to meet up with virtual friends at a get-together in a London hotel. Or so she hopes. Though not a fan of short stories, and to tell the truth this one is VERY short, I was rather surprised by my fond feelings for this one in the end.
Perhaps it was the way the author portrayed the veritable spectrum of "characters" one meets when involved with the virtual world I mean really, one can be, say, or do practically anything online, but in person, it's a different story. I loved how Constance seemed true to herself whether on or off line, and how she sought to deepen those tentative connections made virtually with in person, concrete, one on one time. In the chapter "About Sex and Me," she begins: The best lover turns into a pizza at 3: Was it Woody Allen?
For me, the best pizza would turn into a lover. I have read restaurant critics who claimed to have tasted chocolate ice cream that was better than sex.
I have never eaten anything that was better than sex; almost as good as great sex perhaps, but never better. Though I am sure I was born hungry, I am less certain I began life as a sensualist.
Growing up in Detroit, Michigan, Greene wasn't exposed to the delicacies and worldly cuisine she would late dine out on almost every night, traveling extensively to seek out the best in French, Chinese, American and other foodstuffs. Hers was a basic American childhood, but after graduating college in she was determined to get a job as a writer, and started out at UPI which led her to Elvis. She soon found herself in New York and took no time getting acquainted with its ways, worshiping at the pen and palate of Craig Claibourne, building up her portfolio before joining upstart New York as the Insatiable Critic.
Aside from detailed accounts of endless meals, including the ups and downs of the restaurant world Greene becomes immersed in during her time in the "mouth trade," the bulk of her story is about her affairs, which she's refreshingly up-front about. Speaking of an affair with a friend's ex-husband, she writes simply, "He touched me and I burst into flames," juxtaposing their lovemaking with missing her longtime husband, who she was still married to and had been exclusive with for nine and a half years up until that point.
While Greene doesn't gloss over the pain she felt when her husband's affairs became known to her, she never apologizes for being a lusty, empowered woman intent on getting what she wants, not in a vicious, bitchy way, but in a liberated, of-the-moment way. She knows the power of seduction but is not in it to gain power, but pleasure.
Her descriptions of sex, men and food are so sumptuous, they will likely make you think twice about having lackluster sex or eating a bland meal when you could be having a sense explosion. She also tracks her own learning curve when it comes to pursuing pleasure. While she doesn't disavow her bedmates, she looks back on her younger self and what made her tick, upon meeting Don Forst, who was engaged at the time but who later ditched his fiancee for Greene.
In one of her most honest moments, she recounts a pitfall in the dating landscape: It's easy to see now that all that traffic in and out of my bed before Don was due not just to my uninhibited appetite for sex but a way to get close and make somebody love me. I was rarely cool.
I thought getting a man was like getting the story. You had to be smart and aggressive, tie up the phone, park on the doorstep, and shove interlopers out of the way when necessary. Seeing her transformation into someone who knows what it is to love and lust and doesn't have to resort to games is one of the highlights of the book, which is filled with grand adventure inside the kitchens of chefs around the world, providing insight into both the restaurant business and painting the scene of New York dining over the decades, as well as documenting her romantic and sexual triumphs and low moments.
When she winds up dating porn star Jamie Gillis, he introduces her to a whole new seedy world, one she initially recoils from but soon finds herself so enamored of him they embark on a relationship that puzzles many of her friends. It's this ability to make bold choices that her peers may have eschewed, from pulling no punches in her reviews to taking on extra-marital lovers, making waves and seemingly not looking back until now, that makes Greene, the character, one you want to follow until the very last page.
And yes, there are movie stars, Clint Eastwood and Burt Reynolds among them. You'd think it would be the salacious details Greene highlights, but instead she has a way of humanizing her lovers, showing the beauty she saw in them. On Reynolds after quoting his ex-wife on what a great lover he is in her Cosmo profile of the star: There are men like that. Men who love women, really love women. A man who takes you out of your mind, sends you somewhere you've never been, shows you the sexual woman you can be. Usually superlovers are the most ordinary men, short or bald, attractive perhaps but not likely the classic Adonis, certainly not the movie-star sexpot with box-office allure.
Or so I would have thought. I am not a foodie in any way.
I don't care to know every ingredient in what I eat as long as it tastes good. I don't read Gael Greene's restaurant reviews or anyone else's. But I loved this book because of her passion--not just for food or sex or men, but for life. While Greene doesn't dwell on the low moments, they are there, buried between truffles and halibut and Michelin stars. You don't need to be a foodie to be insatiable, or to love Insatiable. It may be a dubious honor though I don't mean it as one , but I think even Paris would savor it.
I was so looking forward to another food critic's life story like Ruth Reichl's Garlic and Sapphire - one of the best books I have ever read. I was seriously dissappointed. I realize that at the time Greene became a food critic, critics were well known by the restauranteurs and treated like Queens with special menus the rest of the people dining did not ever see, but I had no idea how bad it was. To think everyones opinion was determined by a few egotistical food critics in New York who never ate the way the rest of the people did is disgusting.
Couple this with her flamboyant use of her magazines money to pay for all her meals and her lovers meals and you can't find a reason to enjoy the true life of Gael Greene.
Frankly, for me, her little splurge with a porn star was the most interesting part of the book, but then she would move on to sleep with the very chefs she was reviewing. Halfway through the book it became a real snore with very little mention of food - which is why a foodie would buy such a book. Instead it was one celebrity name after another, one bit of gossip after another and list after list of names of chefs and all their restaurants and if they made it or not.
It was more one long dull gossip column than a book.
Whoa, this badly written, unsexy epic could have used some serious editing. I'm surprised, since I've enjoyed GG's witty reviews, but there's hardly an amusing line in this tome, which mostly chronicles Greene's narcissistic pursuit of celebs to wine, dine, and bed her. You'll come away from these pages feeling like you've eaten mediocre swill at an overrated restaurant; Greene evidently had all the depth of a finger bowl.
I agree with others that Reichl's memoirs -- not to mention Fisher's and Child's -- are far, far better reads. See all 45 reviews. Pages with related products. See and discover other items: