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Fiction. Literature. Humor (Fiction.) HTML:Named a Best Book of the Year by Entertainment Weekly, Vogue, Time, Esquire, BookPage, and more This darkly hilarious and "delicious new novel that ravishes with sex and food" (The Boston Globe) from the acclaimed author of The Pisces and So Sad Today is a "precise blend of desire, discomfort, spirituality, and existential ache" (BuzzFeed). Rachel is twenty-four, a lapsed Jew who has made calorie restriction her religion. By day, she maintains an illusion of existential control, through obsessive food rituals, while working as an underling at a Los Angeles talent management agency. At night, she pedals nowhere on the elliptical machine. Rachel is content to carry on subsisting�??until her therapist encourages her to take a ninety-day communication detox from her mother, who raised her in the tradition of calorie counting. Rachel soon meets Miriam, a zaftig young Orthodox Jewish woman who works at her favorite frozen yogurt shop and is intent upon feeding her. Rachel is suddenly and powerfully entranced by Miriam�??by her sundaes and her body, her faith and her family�??and as the two grow closer, Rachel embarks on a journey marked by mirrors, mysticism, mothers, milk, and honey. "A ruthless, laugh-out-loud examination of life under the tyranny of diet culture" (Glamour) Broder tells a tale of appetites: physical hunger, sexual desire, spiritual longing, and the ways that we compartmentalize these so often interdependent instincts. Milk Fed is "riotously funny and perfectly profane" (Refinery 29) from "a wild, wicked mind" (Los Angeles Ti… (more)
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This novel is sharply written, funny, and filled with wise observations about women, daughterhood, and food, even if the sex scenes get a little redundant. Recommended.
Quick read, glad I read it, but probably won't recommend it to anyone else.
What did I just read??? I’m not sure, but I’m pretty sure I didn’t like it. Well, let me
And no, it wasn’t the sex. I’m fine reading hot and steamy sex scenes, but this was like being in a self absorbed, neurotic person’s head 24/7. There was no escape. I guess that’s the point. Rachel could never escape her own issues, but boy, I felt like I was sucked down this black hole of self indulgent, poor me psychosis where who do we blame but the mother, of course. Rachel is stuck in her life because her mommy wasn’t nice. She told her to not to get fat, lose weight and well, welcome to having a Jewish mother.
I didn’t enjoy the main character. Rachel seemed stuck throughout the whole novel so it became very repetitive. She is obsessive about counting her food calories, has body dysmorphia among other issues. She meets Miriam, an Orthodox jewish woman who works in a frozen yogurt shop. She becomes obsessed with how Miriam enjoys her food, then she becomes obsessed with Miriam. Obviously this is a relationship doomed to fail.
I couldn’t wait to finish this book. It was a slog to the end. The ending didn’t have any redeeming qualities. This one was definitely not for me.
However all of these novels that I have read contain things that just aren’t my cup of tea (in this one it was the mummy kinks).
I’ve also never found any of her characters likeable.
Therefore I’m rating just for writing.
However all of these novels that I have read contain things that just aren’t my cup of tea (in this one it was the mummy kinks).
I’ve also never found any of her characters likeable.
Therefore I’m rating just for writing