Later she remembers how her gay Uncle Carl "visited us in summers and spent Christmases with us and I never did not love him." You can overdo this kind of thing, but somehow her simultaneous embrace of iffy grammar and avoidance of contractions impart a childlike seriousness that defines Moore through and through. "I never do not know what I weigh," she admits early on. Moore also uses double negatives as well as anybody since Ring Lardner.
The reason Costco checks receipts at the door isn't about shoplifting.Huge investigation leads to 15 arrests, 1,000 stolen catalytic converters recovered.After 22 years, San Francisco's Fog City News newsstand to shutter.Bay Area storm updates: Weather service issues flood watch for large portion of Bay Area.Let's fix air travel in seven (somewhat) easy steps.48-hour rainfall totals for San Francisco Bay Area with heaviest rain yet to come in many locations.California issues new statewide indoor mask mandate for at least a month.Incantatory repetition would have been a hard mode to avoid, given her subject, and she deploys it with all the breathlessness of surrender: "I ate her canned cling peaches and albino white pear halves and gaudy fruit cocktail I ate her golden raisins and dried Calmyra figs and I stuffed into my mouth lumps of her brown sugar." A sentence like that starts with the joyous delirium of excess, and ends right where it should, just shy of nausea. Moore uses different rhetorical strategies to get at the hunger that's consumed her since childhood. If not for a few crumbs of affection from an uncle and the occasional sympathetic playmate, who knows what might have become of her? "Fat Girl" is a sobering lesson in how much stronger a little kindness can be than a busload of grief - and just how much harder to come by. If her editing skills even begin to approach her writing talent, San Diego should let her communicate by carrier pigeon from Borneo if she wants to.Īlso the author of "Never Eat Your Heart Out" and the mouthwatering but out-of-print "The Left Coast of Paradise: California and the American Heart," Moore inherited a weight problem from her mostly absent father, and a sense of worthlessness from her disastrously present mother. Telecommuting probably suits a woman as self-conscious about her appearance as Moore sounds. Moore, for the benefit of readers as clueless as I've inexcusably been until now, lives in Berkeley but works as a senior editor at the San Diego Reader.
At a cultural moment whenĬan milk a few weeks of fully insured and successfully medicated postpartum depression for a book deal - and now a bestseller - there's something invigorating about a writer who says, in effect, "I'll never be thin, I'll never be well-adjusted, but I can write like a banshee and that'll just have to do."
Because the couple that sautés together, stays together.Is it possible to have a mother complex about somebody else's mother? Judith Moore resurrects her godawful mom in the new memoir "Fat Girl" with such you-are-there immediacy that impressionable readers may finish the book in need of a shrink, or at least a drink. Here in the US, we have four main types of fresh figs available to us – Brown Turkey Figs, Black Mission Figs, Kadota Figs, and Calimyrna Figs.Ī Couple in the Kitchen. However, there are many species of figs and humans have adapted them for climates all over the world. Keep figs stored in a perforated plastic bag in the refrigerator produce drawers, where moisture levels are higher.įigs are a sub-tropical tree and do best in areas with hot, dry summers and cool, wet winters. Some of the most common varieties include Black Mission, Brown Turkey, Calimyrna and Kadota. Figs have a quick, shorter season in early summer and a second that starts in late summer and runs through fall.
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