Eat pray love
Just finished the book Eat pray love by Elizabeth Gilbert, which was recommended to me by my life coach, and it turns out almost every important woman in my life has read it already (not sure about you, Mom?). Loved it, loved it, loved it. If you have read the book, you'll love the 10 Frequently Asked Questions on her Website.
First, for fun, I want to quote my favorite funny passage. She's going to visit Naples during her time in Italy, and her friend gives her an essential bit of information.
…[B]efore I left Rome, [Giovanni] gave me the name of a pizzeria in Naples that I had to try, because, [he] informed me, it sold the best pizza in Naples. I found this a wildly exciting prospect, given that the best pizza in Italy is from Naples, and the best pizza in the world is from Italy, which means that this pizzeria must offer … I'm almost too superstitious to say it … the best pizza in the world? Giovanni passed along the name of the place with such seriousness and intensity, I almost felt I was being inducted into a secret society. He pressed the address into the palm of my hand and said, in gravest confidence, "Please go to this pizzeria. Order the margherita pizza with double mozzarella. If you do not eat this pizza when you are in Naples, please lie to me later and tell me that you did."
So [my friend] Sofie [from Stockholm] and I have come to Pizzeria da Michele, and these pies we have just ordered—one for each of us—are making us lose our minds. I love my pizza so much, in fact, that I have come to believe in my delirium that my pizza might actually love me, in return. I am having a relationship with this pizza, almost an affair. Meanwhile, Sofie is practically in tears over hers, she's having a metaphysical crisis about it, she's begging me, "Why do they even bother trying to make pizza in Stockholm? Why do we even bother eating food at all in Stockholm?"
I was reading this passage while sitting with my son to get his driver's permit back in October, and I subsequently made a fool of myself laughing out loud and making him then read it. Great book, laced with fabulous writing and introspective humor.
And, also, a deep spiritual journey. The trajectory Gilbert travels resonated so thoroughly with my own that I can almost imagine myself on that island in Bali at the end of mine, too. Except mine will be the beach in Malibu.
Interestingly, though, this is the first book I'm recommending where I'm not going to go into great detail about each revelation as it came. It's like that pizza place—you have to experience it for yourself.
See you in Naples.
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