July 19, 2012
"So he gave up. And in a way I kind of gave up myself. I gave up wondering if anyone was ever going to understand me at all. If I was ever going to understand myself even. Why was it so difficult anyway? Was I some kind of a nut or something? Don’t answer that."

Elaine Dundy, The Dud Avocado

In the typical literary kismet, I discovered this book a couple days before Eleanor was going to recommend it to me and at the exact time in my life that it was necessary that I read it.  

Not only is it tremendous, but I think I could happily spend the rest of my life reading books about American expatriates in Paris between 1920 and 1970.

"You’re an expatriate, see?  You hang around in cafes."