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Here's hoping everyone had a Fatty Fatty Thanksgiving and an even Fatter Black Friday. After gorging myself on turkey, ham, and every side item known to humans, I spent black Friday (and the rest of the weekend) in a home-cocoon, watching basketball and football, reading, and decorating for Christmas.
But you didn't come here to hear about me. You came here for vague details about books I haven't read yet. And so here we go.
I wanted to do a True Crime theme this week, but I've already read Adnan's Story by Rabia Chaudry, so I felt it only fair to start with another book she's written, because All Hail Rabia, our queen.
(If you aren't already obsessed with Adnan Syed's case, then I'm not sure we can be friends. If you didn't obsessively follow the Baltimore Sun's Lee Sanderlin's live tweets during the hearing in which Adnan was finally released, then I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU.)
(I understand that I actually don't know most of you.)
So, read Adnan's Story and then listen to the Undisclosed podcast, and THEN listen to Season 1 of Bob Ruff's Truth and Justice pod (also about Adnan's case) and finally, watch the HBO documentary, and lastly - get caught up on the social media groups and decide if you agree with me that Mr. S. should be arrested before the end of the year. #JusticeForHae (If you know, you know.)
Once you've done all that, we can move on to Queen Rabia's second book.
Book I Haven't Read Yet: Fatty Fatty Boom Boom: A Memoir of Food, Fat and Family by Rabia Chaudry
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| That's coffee NOT chai *it's fine |
Why I Haven't Read It: I pre-ordered this book, and I did a happy dance when it arrived on my front porch. I still haven't received the Chai Tea I was promised when pre-ordering, but maybe I missed the deadline. It's fine. It's not like I'm devastated. One morning, I was in the dining room pounding away at the laptop keys and heard Rabia's voice sing out from the tv in the living room, that beautiful sound, chatting away with some lady on the Today Show about how "Fatty Fatty Boom Boom" was a nickname her family gave her. (Which I already knew from social media, because duh, I'm obsessed.)
I almost abandoned that day's blog post and ran for the bookshelf, but I restrained myself. I've been savoring the idea of reading this book, the way I might savor a rich dessert.
Who am I kidding. I don't savor food. I eat it all realrealfast, like someone might come and take it away.
Should You Read It? Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. I'm going to read it in December, around the holidays. I want it to be my end of the year book, because I'm lame and assign importance to such things.
Read it because:
1) Chelsea Clinton recommends it on the FREAKING COVER.
And, really - All you need to hear, in my opinion, is the last line of the blurb:
"For anyone who has ever been weighed down by their weight - whatever it is - Chaudry shows us how freeing it is to finally make peace with the body we have."
God save the queen.
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