2019: “It is always true in personal, if not historical, terms that a golden age's defining characteristic is its dailiness, its offered succession of the small satisfactions of daily living.”

I’ve made no secret of my love for this novel, love so strong that I can in no way review it objectively. I’ve read it every year for nearly 30 years. Maybe next year I’ll figure out how to put my feelings about it down in words.

2018: The Chowder Society is Dead. Long live the Chowder Society.

One of the best books ever written.