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Books have come and gone, read on my own or for book group. But there's one book on that list that's been there since the beginning, Richard Russo's Bridge of Sighs
I like Richard Russo a lot.
Empire Falls
His latest, That Old Cape Magic
And Russo, is a local guy too, a Mainer.
So I'm not sure what kept me from reading Bridge of Sighs for so long. Could be the 600+ pages. Or the mixed reviews it received in the press.
Whatever it was, I can now take it off the list, because I finished reading it late this afternoon.
Bridge of Sighs is the story of Lucy Lynch, a boy who received the feminine nickname in kindergarten and was never able to shake it. Lucy, as an adult, is writing the story of his life in the small upstate New York town of Thomaston ("coincidentally" the name of a small town in Maine). Thomaston is a claustrophobic, dying place, with strict class distinctions. The local tannery has shut down, leaving not only the employed, but a legacy of cancer as well.
The Lynches, solidly middle class, own a corner store. Dad Lou, an uncomplicated man, just wants to be liked and can't understand when he isn't. Mom, Tessa, is a hard-edged cynic, smart and blunt. Lucy's improbable girlfriend and eventual wife, Sarah, is a gifted artist.
The wild card in the cast of characters is Bobby Marconi, Lucy's reluctant friend, in love with Sarah.
Bobby, now known as Robert Noonan, has become a famous painter, living in Venice. As plans for Lucy and Sarah to visit him many years later unfold, their relationship with him and each other is examined.
I expected Venice to play a bigger part in this novel and was disappointed that it did not. Lucy is fully invested in Thomaston and has no desire to travel elsewhere. Reading his story made me feel trapped in the small town, frustrated and better able to relate to those who did leave. While I enjoyed the writing, I think Bridge of Sighs is just too long with a somewhat disappointing outcome.
As for the food part, as I said, I wish there had been more Venice. I dreamed of making Venetian specialties like risi e bisi (rice and peas) or some vongole (clams).
What I came away with instead is PBR and potato salad. That's because the Lynch's store is as much a character as any individual. They sell lots of beer and cigarettes. A meat counter is added later, where Tessa and Sarah bring their homemade salads.
I'm not providing a recipe for the potato salad. If you need one, I'm sure you'll find many at FoodBlog Search. Or if you have a one you love, let me know.
And if you're not as into books as I am, not to worry.
There's cookie post coming right behind this one.
