The novel tells the story of a journalist who, having hit a young hare with his car, stops to attend to it... and winds up quitting his job, leaving his wife, and spending a year wandering about Finland with the hare.
The novel is very low key and seems to hover just on the edge of allegory. It's been compared to Life of Pi, Jonathan Livingston Seagull, and Watership Down. Well, yes and no -- to me it seems very much its own charming self. I have a feeling I'll be re-reading this soon.
Calvin Trillin is the funniest food writer around. Feeding a Yen catalogues some of his favorite local delicacies -- local if you happen to be in Ecuador (ceviche,) Nice (pan bagnat,) Louisiana (boudin,) Galicia (pimentos de Padron,) to name a few.
I've followed Trillin's eating adventures for many years, ever since my first encounter --Alice, Let's Eat and his other two classics --American Fried and Third Helpings.
Guaranteed to put a smile on your face, make you wonder what's in the fridge, and maybe send you in search of some local delicacies.
I've tried to think what that would be in our neck of the woods -- local and indigenous -- and what I come up with is cornbread -- made with freshly milled white corn and slathered with home-churned butter.
On the other hand, local delicacies of my childhood in Tampa would include Cuban sandwiches, black beans and rice, mamey sherbet, deviled crab cakes, and any number of Cuban delicacies. . .