“Love this. The opening paragraph blew my head off; the soup metaphor succeeds like dynamite, the story is shaped and contained and surprising and irresistible.”

“Personal memories arose from reading this story. The Caribbean soup my mother used to make back in the island, and how I try to duplicate it here in MB. I do not, of course have the ground provisions, the cassava and plantains, the sweet potato, I can get (yams they call them,) not really like ours, but good enough
Loved the way the dementia and the soup are entwined.”

“Lyrical writing with lots of humor. Tips throughout and the gift for neighbour really highlight the everyday aspects of mental illness.”

“This story of early onset Alzheimer’s is as brilliantly structured in its peekaboo development as the disease is horrific in its own. The ‘tips’ help the reader navigate the narrative just as they help the protagonist live her life, and allow the author to make the soup of these particular lives redolent with humour. The ending also adds a bit of spice. And hope. A few changes in rhythm and sentence pattern could be added to the mix.”

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