I've read a few of Berg's books before, and was not unpleased by what I had read. The books passed the time and were pleasant, easy reads. Perhaps I've reached the saturation point with this one. I found it dreadful. Its puffiness and insipidness gave me a headache. Nothing in it 'rang true'. Really..yikes..I just put it down<unfinished, admittedly> and feel as though I ate far too much cotton-candy, or watched too many bunnies frolicking in sunny fields,with an occcasion cloud for dramatic effect. I get the feeling that Ms. Berg feels she OUGHT to 'take pleasure in lttle things', but really doesn't. The writing about raspberries in cream, etc is so formish as in : 'this is what I would write if I were a wealthy widow moved by raspberries in cream'. Skip it. Try one of her other books. This is a sugary nightmare.