Crazy Rich Asians...A review.
This book made me laugh. Even the title was funny. Mostly because it was so descriptive of what the book was about: Crazy Rich Asians.
The ease with which the author mocks the lifestyle makes me assume he had some first-hand experience with this world. I found it a little difficult to read on my Kindle because there were so many footnotes explaining what certain phrases meant in English. Point for real books! But the tempo was perfect other than that. It was witty, fast, and the character development felt natural rather than stilted. There wasn't a lot of over-describing which drives me nuts when I read.
I have no context for this part of the world or for this echelon of wealth. So it was a fascinating, albeit humorous and most likely overblown, way to learn about a new place. The always hungry part of me loved reading about the food in Singapore. I could picture the huge markets with food stands and now I really just want to go eat there.
Who is this book for?
Foodies: Yes! Who wants to take an eating trip with me??
People who get angry at gross displays of wealth: Probably not. It's not written in a way that glorifies it; it actually mocks it. But I could see how some people might not be able to find the humor in it.
People on vacation: Absolutely. It was a perfect beach read.
Eleanor had a long-held theory about men. She truly believed that for most men, all that talk of "being in love" or "finding the right one" was absolute nonsense. Marriage was purely a matter of timing, and whenever a man was finally done sowing his wild oats and ready to settle down, whichever girl happened to be there at the time would be the right one.
"Oh my God," she said. "Does it taste this good because of all the different flavors or because we're sitting on this gorgeous beach eating it?"