Slacks for Ella Funt

Because I read a lot of books and don’t watch much tv, I don’t feel like every book I read has to be an enriching, literary masterpiece. Some books are the equivalent of watching a sitcom or a cheesy movie. But even junk reading books aren’t all equal. Some books that I read for relaxing fun don’t manage to be very fun. Most of chic lit ends up being full of whiny heroines and lame plots. But for a good, relaxing evening read, I always love Jennifer Crusie.
Crusie stands out from the crowd because her books are hilarious. Reading this one, I was giggling to myself every few minutes. Agnes and the Hitman has a lot going on—professional hitmen, the mob, food writing, questionable family relationships, trashy Southern-ness, and Crusie’s trademark goofy dog. But it all comes together in a Wodehouse-like snowball mess, and I loved the scene where Agnes makes breakfast for a mob princess, two hitmen, a cop, and the teenager who tried to steal her dog.
Lots of humor, no self-pitying whininess, this was perfect for nursing the end of my summer cold.