![]() Reiner spares the reader the necessity of having an accompanying medical dictionary, giving only enough details to make his condition understandable. Let’s face it, is there one monumental event in life that is not celebrated, in some way, with food? Hours later, when he awakens in the hospital we take another journey with him … the journey of being NPO (allowed nothing by mouth). As for many of us food was not just a substance to keep us nourished and alive but also a memory of both good and bad times, celebrations and family traditions. ![]() While he is blissfully passed out his mind takes the reader along on a trip down his personal “food memory lane”. ![]() Delirious with pain he slips in and out of consciousness. Reiner as he is writhing on the floor of his NYC apartment suffering from a serious complication to his Crohn’s disease. Reiner’s narrative made me understand, with gritty clarity, what it must be like not to be allowed to eat. Not being able to eat is a concept that I find incomprehensible. As a self-professed “foodie” struggling with managing what, and how much, goes into my mouth the title alone made this book irresistible. ![]()
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