Eh. This was okay. I've enjoyed Rakoff on the radio, and in the New York Times Magazine. He's a little like David Sedaris, but not as snarky. After a while, though, the "I'm a gay man in New York City and I have a lot of anxiety" schtick just got kind of old. This was an audiobook, read by Rakoff himself. He's got a nice voice, but then I knew that.
Briefly, for those who care (Margo), the book is a collection of essays about food, travel, various consumer goods, and whatever else catches Rakoff's passing fancy. After a while you forget what he's talking about. In truth, I failed to finish it. Can I still count it?
You can read a longer (and more laudatory) review here.
(Book 23, 2006)