The author, a self-described WASP and sometime (that is to say, absentee) senior editor at the Paris Review, and his Korean American family (he’s not just married to his wife, but the whole family), buy a Brooklyn convenience store and then the adventures begin. With New York’s impenetrable bureaucracy, the byzantine network of vendors and suppliers needed to stock a New York deli and keep its lottery machine humming, the cast of local characters that trudge through the door, his idiosyncratic employees, his in-laws’ history and exploits, not to mention the author’s literary adventures at the magazine-- there certainly are more than enough stories to fill this book and more. I found myself identifying with certain aspects shared in common between a public library and a convenience store—serving the public is the same wherever you work, it seems. One thing you’ll walk away with from this book is a new-found respect for shopkeepers (and maybe public servants like librarians).
This short novel offers a nostalgic look at England in the 1940s and 1950s. Evie, having just lost her husband after a long marriage, looks back at the fateful summer when they met up at the pleasure palace at the end of the Brighton pier. Evie was meant to marry someone else, Ronnie Doane, aka “The Great Pablo,” a magician whose talents really pull in the crowds in the days before television kept people in their front rooms (and to whom she serves as the feather-plumed magician’s assistant). The novel tells of Ronnie’s back story as a London child war evacuee, whose second family in Oxford is so nurturing and loving that he is conflicted about going back to his real home when the war is over. But Evie marries Jack instead and is ghosted (quite literally) by Ronnie even in her final years of life. A wonderful story about people and relationships.
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