The Bucolic Plague

The Bucolic Plague: How Two Manhattanites Became Gentlemen Farmers: An Unconventional Memoir* by Josh Kilmer Purcell was one of those books that show up on my reserve shelf at the library and cause me to go, "Huh? When did I reserve this?"

But then I sat down to read it and only put it down to sleep. I was amused.

I tend to find books books that take people out of their element. I tend to like books about buying a big ole mansion and then wondering what the heck you did (probably because I can never see myself buying a big ole mansion to fix up and live in). I like books that make me laugh. I like books about people from cities that end up going into the country and growing their own food. There was lots of me to like in this.

Something that I found rang really true about this book is when the couple was struggling and still trying to put on their best face in public, particularly on the blog. They were doing their best to make their lives appear to be domestic bliss online. And as someone who reads a heck of a lot of food blogs and knows a lot of food bloggers I seriously laughed out loud when he was ranting about how they had to finish their kitchen project (I believe they were canning tomatoes) because they needed the photographs for the blog. (Also? This is why I'll never be a recipe and photography food blogger - I prefer to eat my food rather than photograph it).  As well as we can know each other online and through blogs what we put out there is really only a small, small portion of our lives - even among the most naked bloggers.

The only thing I don't get about this book was the "An Unusual Memoir' tacked on as a sub-subtitle. I don't get what made this unusual? Because they bought a mansion? Because they were gay? Because one of them used to be a drag queen? To me it wasn't an unusual memoir. It was just simply a memoir.

*Have I ever mentioned I hate titles that don't know when to end? I mean really, no book needs two subtitles.