I suppose that a writer is a writer and a blogger is well, not a writer (n this case at least) This book has some really great recipes but the love story is just too much. I found the writing to be over the top and the lovey-dovey stuff just made me uncomfortable. Here is an example: ..." I gasped. Not just because he was singing so out of tune (...) but because he was signing one of John Lennon's most obscure songs, a love song I had always loved, but no one else ever knew. I leaned in for a kiss, but he put his finger, dipped in white truffle honey, into my mouth instead. We had to buy the jar, of course." Their love story is nice, but I am really only interested in the recipes… Read more