Blood, Bones and Butter

by Gabrielle Hamilton.

Not my favorite cooking memoir.

Drop the Rock

Gotta gid rid of those character defects.

Living with Intensity

Understand the Sensitivity, Excitability and Emotional Development of Gifted Children.

Well that explains a lot.

Yoga Bitch

by Suzanne Morrison.

This is really really really amazing and exactly what I needed to read.

Julie and Julia

by Julie Powell.

A re-read.

Single

by Judy Ford.

FAR SUPERIOR to the other books on singledom I've read. Not a thing about "waiting for the right man." Thank GOD.

Sassy, Single and Satisfied

by Michelle McKinney Hammond.

Seriously, just shoot me now. It was really good.

What to Do Until Love Finds You

by Michelle McKinney Hammond.

I sadden myself.

Divanomics

by Michelle McKinney Hammond.

I needed a good reminder about budgeting. 

Drinking: A Love Story

by Caroline Knapp.

I read this forever ago. Liked it better than Lit.

Dry

by Augusten Burrows.

Remind me not to relapse.

Undrunk

A Skeptic's Guide to AA

by A.J. Adams.

If you're thinking about hitting up the double A but you're petrified, or if you've just started going to AA and still can't figure out what's going on, this is a great primer.

Get it here.

Appetites

Why Women Want

by Caroline Knapp.

Way more than a memoir about an eating disorder.

See for yourself.

Lit

by Mary Karr.

I really enjoyed this... but she lost me when she converted to Catholicism.

Get it here.

Only Fat People Skip Breakfast

by Lee Janogly.

Apparently cookies for breakfast is not a good idea. Frowny face.

Get it here.

Not Buying It

By Judith Levine.

Lots of psychological and social analysis, less personal stories which was disappointing. But I guess writing about not doing something is tricky.

Open: An Autobiography

by Andre Agassi.

This was really good. Definitely lives up to the hype. See for yourself here. 

Naptime is the New Happy Hour

by Stefanie Wilder-Taylor.

A re-read.

The Making of a Chef

by Michael Ruhlman.

This would have made me hungry if not for the frequent mentions of veal bones. Ew.

Eat, Pray, Love

by Elizabeth Gilbert.

Note the lag. This is the problem with reading 4 books at once.

P.S. Memoirs are SO self-indulgent