Cake has a taste. It’s
limited to the mouth. You can taste sour. You can taste sweet. You can’t taste
sadness. At least, you’re not supposed to.
In
The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake,
Rose Edelstein can. She can taste the emotions of the people who cook her food.
In her mother’s lemon cake, she tastes things she can’t even put to words. She
tastes “hollow.”
Through her unique use of
storytelling, Aimee Bender creates a world where junk food is gold and chairs
are easier to be than people. And though it took me a while to digest it all, I
came out on the other side of this book with a more profound interpretation of
the traditional family dynamic and the feeling that life is very strange,
whether we choose to acknowledge it or not.
Though the magic might fool you at first, this is a sad book.