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Laugh-out-loud funny, emotionally charged, and highly relatable across a wide spectrum of issues and ages...An engaging, entertaining read. -- Hippocampus Magazine
"Lemon pie, if done right, should hurt just a little. When you eat lemon pie, the tartness should make your tongue and your brain do a tiny wince, but then the cloud of meringue melts it away. The slice needs to be ice cold and paired with a cup of very hot black coffee, which is served in a thick white mug. This is the pie I had in a small diner in North Carolina, and it made me want to cry..."
In this hilarious and deeply honest memoir, Dana Bowman asks the question, "How do I stay sober while menopausal?" As she reckons with aging, sober parenting, and how she accidentally fell into food addiction while on her second book tour, she offers a story that is both relatable and real, and it just might include a recipe for pie.
Veering off her sober path and into the world of food addiction and binge-eating, Dana Bowman found herself unable to stop. Menopause — food addiction's bitchy sister — made her feel invisible. Then the isolation and fear of a global pandemic layered on top of everything, as she sank into doom-scrolling and frenetic over-exercising. Eventually, her higher power seemed to throw up her hands and say, "Ok. It's time to deal." There was plenty of whining about cupcakes, but slowly, she got better.
And then she had to write about it. So here we are.
