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A review by daumari
Crying in H Mart by Michelle Zauner
5.0
I do and I don't want to recommend this to my own mother, partly because we've butt heads in the past so I think she'd recognize some of the similar, "I'm showing my love for you by wanting you to do better" things, but also she's got a sense of her mortality and I don't think she'd take kindly to me sending her a memoir about when a daughter's mother is dying.
Michelle Zauner writes a bluntly emotional memoir, on how it feels when the person you thought you'd have for decades more suddenly starts to fade, and the process of working through that grief even while the person is still alive. Her hometown of Eugene is not far from where I am (I actually go on a weekly basis), so that helped with visualizing some of the places described for where teenage!Michelle went to see shows, or the drive up Spencer's Butte to the family home, or her nightmares about being a car driving off the Ferry Street Bridge. A lot of her bond with her mom is over food, and that's a universal love that can lead to, well, crying in H Mart. Or Sunshine Market, as it were.
Listen to Psychopomp for the final third!
Reread 2022 for book club~
Michelle Zauner writes a bluntly emotional memoir, on how it feels when the person you thought you'd have for decades more suddenly starts to fade, and the process of working through that grief even while the person is still alive. Her hometown of Eugene is not far from where I am (I actually go on a weekly basis), so that helped with visualizing some of the places described for where teenage!Michelle went to see shows, or the drive up Spencer's Butte to the family home, or her nightmares about being a car driving off the Ferry Street Bridge. A lot of her bond with her mom is over food, and that's a universal love that can lead to, well, crying in H Mart. Or Sunshine Market, as it were.
Listen to Psychopomp for the final third!
Reread 2022 for book club~