Arbitrary Stupid Goal by Tamara Shopsin

I read chapter one in ebook. Okay. Listened to the rest in audio and it was magic. As a lover of neighbourhoods, families, and the streamlined beauty of meat slicers, this one hit me hard. It’s warm and funny and is Kodachrome clear in the way it both evokes and eulogizes Greenwich Village. I was lucky enough to spend a little time in the Village before the great cleansing — not a lot, but enough — to have seen hints of what she describes, to have felt that cluttered, pile-up bustle and know, somehow, resonating up from the sidewalk, that it was good.