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Cookin' the Books: The Bucolic Plague

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I borrowed the following copy from Goodreads, a fun little app I use on Facebook. This book review is short and sweet... coming soon: a cookbook (of sorts) review!

The Bucolic Plague: How Two Manhattanites Became Gentlemen Farmers: An Unconventional MemoirThe Bucolic Plague: How Two Manhattanites Became Gentlemen Farmers: An Unconventional Memoir by Josh Kilmer-Purcell

My rating: 3 of 5 stars


A fun commute read...didn't want to get off the Metro, so you know it's entertaining. Love Kilmer-Purcell's humor - he peppers his accounts of farming and homesteading with remembrances of his drag queen days. It overkills in the topics of he and his partners' financial situation, the Martha Stewart connection, and their need for perfectionism. I would have rather him go into more detail on the farming, gardening, and soap making.
But all in all, a nice light read about taking on a big-ass farm, baby goats, zombie flies, and all!

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  1. Their show is pretty interesting. I watched it when I had some fancy cable package deal, but now I don't get the channel it comes on (Plant Green, I think.) It shows the farm more & a lot about the goats.

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  2. Who doesn't love two men on a farm? It's like a 21st century gay Green Gables.
    I'm like you, Miss V. No cable.

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