Utmost trash: M. di Blasi, Frances Mayes
by Trekki
I am well aware that a storm of protest might result now, and even if these women I am referring to here find this, they should look deep into the mirror and maybe they realise that there is a point to what I write now. Maybe, but most probably maybe not.Some time after my trip to Venezia I looked for books about this magic city. That’s how I found “1000 days in Venice”, obviously Marlena di Blasi’s first book of this 1000-day-in-(somewhere Italy) series. I didn’t warm towards it after the first couple of pages and thought it might vanish after a while, but it didn’t. Quite contrary – it got worse with every page. The book was or is about one of these crappy romantic stories “woman goes to Italy, falls in love with a local, marries, and...” In her case I deeply doubt that it was love but more something like an ice-cold calculation to find a way to make business (she collects recipes and...
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