Might I start off with a small fan girl moment here?
I absolutely love Trisha Ashley books.
My other half, who has absolutely no interest in the genre will recognise a Trisha Ashley book a mile off, with a slightly hopeful, slightly wary enquiry about what this particular TA book is going to inspire me to cook?
There is something about the way that she describes food that has me trotting dreamily off to the kitchen and encompassing myself in a cheerful cloud of flour and baking trays, all while happily reliving the plot in my head. If only my mixing bowl was a great reader, we could have the best conversations…
She has a ‘voice’ to her writing which is enticing and enveloping and I find that she writes rather marvelous ‘bath books’ – the sort you can sink into a hot tub with and have the evening slip away in a whirl of a story, leaving you feeling cheerful and rested. This is a definite bath book.
This book inspired in me a desire to go out and find the most lovely, intricate vintage christmas decortations – she lingers on the details of what she writes in such a way that you feel desire and affection and a deep appreciation for the things that she writes about. It is a gift unlike any other. This book also inspired me to cook many many soups.
I recently discussed the author with my grandma and discovered that she and my aunts have her pegged as an author that they like, but haven’t necessarily read a lot of. I have duly sent them ‘Chocolate Shoes and Wedding Blues’, my current favourite of her books. I will be sending on this gem at the beginning of December.