Boob Time = Book Time
Baby girl spends a lot of time at the boob. We’re talking eight hours a day. As a loving-though-somewhat-restless mother, I could alternate between gazing at locks of my daughter’s honey brown hair and staring into space OR I could devour a delicious novel (and an embarrassing number of cream cheese brownies from Kitchenette).
I’ve chosen the novel approach.
So I was thrilled when my friend, Tatiana Boncompagni, slipped me a copy of her second novel, Hedge Fund Wives. The juicy read is set in Manhattan, amid an economic crisis that brings Wall Street–and its most privileged class, the hedge fund kings–to their knees. The financiers wives, who can be divided into seven categories–“the accidental, the Westminister, the Stephanie Seymour, the former secretary, the socialite, the workaholic and the breeder”–suffer accordingly. While marriages, friendships and black AmEx cards fold, Marcy, the clear-eyed protagonist, manages to come out on top (with a view of Central Park from the café at Bergdorf’s).
Tatiana is a Manhattan mommy, socialite and author who must have had a crystal ball when she began writing this tale almost two years ago. (I remember being her guest at Ivanka Trump’s jewelry boutique launch a year and a half ago and she told me, with a twinkle in her eye, that she was working on something timely and tasty. Indeed.) Madoff who? What economic crisis? Tatiana’s insight, as an observer and author, are spot on.
Moving from 57th and 5th Avenue to the fields of Tuscany…
“La storia, la famiglia, il cibo, il vino. Questa e la vita dell’uomo.” History, family, food and wine. This is the life of man.
And I’m not arguing. Sergio Esposito’s Passion on the Vine is an eloquent, gutsy take on the mysteries and beauties of wine. He weighs in on everything from his childhood in Naples to his ability to drink elegance, that perfect bottle of Brunello.
I think baby girl and I will stroll over to his Manhattan wine store (co-owned by none other than Mario Batali) today and select a crisp, simple, breath-of-sea-air bottle of Verdicchio. A little taste of white to make the eight hours pass…
June 1st, 2009 at 7:56 am
I love that store…had no idea there was a book as well!
June 1st, 2009 at 8:04 am
How interesting! I’m definitely going to pick up Hedge Fund Wives. Although, it does get a little harder to get through a book when the nursing doesn’t take as long. It happens so fast. I remember when my little guy would nurse for an hour..now he’s down to like ten minutes. Now I spend those minutes gazing at his locks knowing in a few months I won’t be nursing anymore.
November 8th, 2009 at 5:49 am
Marvelous post, love your blog