Here's the deal, though: Now I believe I chose it specifically because it had chopsticks on the cover, and we were going to eat Thai food after our bookstore excursion. I chose this book because I wanted Thai food.
Anyway, I don't like it for a number of reasons, and I just remembered this morning--as I put myself into a progressively worse mood reading it on the train--that I don't have to read things I don't like.
Someone will leave tonight's meeting with this book in her bag. It will not be me. Guard your possessions closely: I enjoy a challenge.