A review by pagesandpints
Eat Only When You're Hungry by Lindsay Hunter

4.0

So that's what radishes tasted like. Now he knew. They rotted at the bottom of the crisper drawer, they and the lettuce heads and the carrots in their peels. Deb pulled them out a month later, floating in their bags in what looked like lake water, scrubbed the crisper in the sink so it was clean and empty and ready for more bacon.

He guessed that's what sobriety felt like to GJ: a lurid, hopeful salad that he could not even pretend to choke down.


For such a small book, Eat Only When You're Hungry packs a serious emotional punch. Hunter's characters are all broken in their own way and yet there lingered a sense of hope throughout the novel as I found myself desperately hoping that they would each find what they needed to grab a hold of their lives and their broken relationships with one another.

There's something a bit voyeuristic about reading along with Greg's narrative and that definitely helped the reader to both understand and empathize with Greg, despite many of his flaws, in particular as a father to GJ. Eat Only When You're Hungry felt honest because of this brutality and is ultimately what I loved most about Hunter's writing style.