How to Bake a Perfect Life

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In a novel as warm and embracing as a family kitchen, Barbara O’Neal explores the poignant, sometimes complex relationships between mothers and daughters—and the healing magic of homemade bread.
 
Professional baker Ramona Gallagher is a master of an art that has sustained her through the most turbulent times, including a baby at fifteen and an endless family feud. But now Ramona’s bakery threatens to crumble around her. Literally. She’s ...

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Overview

In a novel as warm and embracing as a family kitchen, Barbara O’Neal explores the poignant, sometimes complex relationships between mothers and daughters—and the healing magic of homemade bread.
 
Professional baker Ramona Gallagher is a master of an art that has sustained her through the most turbulent times, including a baby at fifteen and an endless family feud. But now Ramona’s bakery threatens to crumble around her. Literally. She’s one water-heater disaster away from losing her grandmother’s rambling Victorian and everything she’s worked so hard to build.

When Ramona’s soldier son-in-law is wounded in Afghanistan, her daughter, Sophia, races overseas to be at his side, leaving Ramona as the only suitable guardian for Sophia’s thirteen-year-old stepdaughter, Katie. Heartbroken, Katie feels that she’s being dumped again—this time on the doorstep of a woman out of practice with mothering.

Ramona relies upon a special set of tools—patience, persistence, and the reliability of a good recipe—when rebellious Katie arrives. And as she relives her own history of difficult choices, Ramona shares her love of baking with the troubled girl. Slowly, Katie begins to find self-acceptance and a place to call home. And when a man from her past returns to offer a second chance at love, Ramona discovers that even the best recipe tastes better when you add time, care, and a few secret ingredients of your own.

2012 RITA Winner for Novel with Strong Romantic Elements

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
The Rita Award–winning author (as Barbara Samuel) of The Lost Recipe for Happiness returns with the absorbing story of Ramona Gallagher, a 40-year-old woman whose joy in running a bakery in Colorado Springs helps her transcend a life that's anything but perfect. Ramona has a prickly relationship with her large, restaurant-owning family and a deep love for her daughter, Sofia, who Ramona had as a teenager and is now grown and pregnant. When Sofia's husband is injured in Afghanistan and she flies to Germany to be with him, Ramona is left to care for Sofia's 13-year-old stepdaughter, Katie, a scrawny child whose drug-addicted mother is in jail. Over the summer, Ramona struggles to keep her business afloat and find some solid footing with her family, bonds with Katie, aches for what her daughter is enduring, and rekindles a romance from 25 years earlier. O'Neal's tale of strong-willed women and torn family loyalties is a cut above the standard women's fiction fare, held together by lovingly sketched characters and real emotion. (Dec.)
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"The Rita Award–winning author (as Barbara Samuel) of The Lost Recipe for Happiness returns with the absorbing story of Ramona Gallagher, a 40-year-old woman whose joy in running a bakery in Colorado Springs helps her transcend a life that's anything but perfect. Ramona has a prickly relationship with her large, restaurant-owning family and a deep love for her daughter, Sofia, who Ramona had as a teenager and is now grown and pregnant. When Sofia's husband is injured in Afghanistan and she flies to Germany to be with him, Ramona is left to care for Sofia's 13-year-old stepdaughter, Katie, a scrawny child whose drug-addicted mother is in jail. Over the summer, Ramona struggles to keep her business afloat and find some solid footing with her family, bonds with Katie, aches for what her daughter is enduring, and rekindles a romance from 25 years earlier. O'Neal's tale of strong-willed women and torn family loyalties is a cut above the standard women's fiction fare, held together by lovingly sketched characters and real emotion." —Publishers Weekly

“Envelopes you like the scent of warm bread, comforting and invigorating, full of love and forgiveness and possibility.” —Erica Bauermeister, bestselling author of The School of Essential Ingredients

“This book will have you smiling and crying and pining for an old love, or just a hunk of really good fresh-baked bread. I loved every single delicious bite.” —Jennie Shortridge, author of When She Flew

Library Journal
Forty-year-old bread maker Ramona Gallagher owns a boulangerie in Colorado Springs, though independence from her restaurateur family members has put a crimp in her financial well-being and in their relationships. Pregnant with her first child, Ramona's 24-year-old daughter, Sofia, flies to Germany when her soldier husband, Oscar, is burned in an explosion in Afghanistan. Katie, Oscar's 13-year-old daughter from a previous marriage, comes to live with Ramona after her mother is arrested and forced into rehab for drug use. A surly teen with a dog, Katie adds to the unresolved family issues lying heavily on Ramona's shoulders. She thinks back on that long-ago summer, when she was pregnant and Aunt Poppy had taught her to bake bread—and, oh, that young man at the record store. Verdict Mothers and daughters are at the heart of this beautiful novel by O'Neal (The Lost Recipe for Happiness). Their interactions can be thorny and insuperable, yet there is love at the root, just waiting for the proper nourishment to make it grow—a lot like mother dough, refreshed and fed and folded into so many tantalizing creations. O'Neal offers baking lore and recipes along with her narrative. Readers will be captivated by the baking process as much as they are by these complex and multidimensional women. Highly recommended.—Bette-Lee Fox, Library Journal
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780553386776
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 12/21/2010
  • Pages: 416
  • Sales rank: 246,399
  • Product dimensions: 8.36 (w) x 11.34 (h) x 0.88 (d)

Meet the Author

Barbara O’Neal fell in love with food and restaurants at the age of fifteen, when she landed a job in a Greek café and served baklava for the first time. She sold her first novel in her twenties, and has also published under the names Barbara Samuel and Ruth Wind. Since then she has won a plethora of awards, including two Colorado Book Awards and six prestigious RITAs, including one for The Lost Recipe for Happiness. Her novels have been widely published in Europe and Australia, and she travels all over the world, presenting workshops, hiking hundreds of miles, and, of course, eating. She lives with her partner, a British endurance athlete, and their collection of cats and dogs, in Colorado Springs.

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ONE

When the phone call that we have been dreading comes, my daughter and I are gathered around the center island of my bakery kitchen. Sofia is leafing through a magazine, the slippery pages floating down languidly, one after the next.

I am experimenting with a new sourdough starter in an attempt to reproduce a black bread I tasted at a bakery in Denver a couple of weeks ago. This is not my own, treasured starter, handed down from my grandmother Adelaide's line and known to be more than a hundred years old. That "mother dough," as it is called, has won my breads some fame, and I guard it jealously.

This new starter has been brewing for nearly ten days. I began with boiled potatoes mashed in their water then set aside in a warm spot. Once the starter began to brew and grow, I fed it daily with rye flour, a little whole wheat and malt sugar, and let it ferment.

On this languid May afternoon, I hold the jar up to examine it. The sponge is alive and sturdy, bubbling with cultures. A thick layer of dark brown hooch, the liquid alcohol generated by the dough, stands on top. When I pull loose wrap off the top of the bottle and stick my nose in, it is agreeably, deeply sour. I shake the starter, stick my pinkie finger in, taste it. "Mmm. Perfect."

Sofia doesn't get as worked up over bread as I do, though she is a passable baker. She smiles, and her hand moves over her belly in a slow, warm way. Welcoming. It's her left hand, the one with the wedding set—diamond engagement ring, gold band. The baby is due in less than eight weeks. Her husband is in Afghanistan.

We have not heard from him in four days.

I remember when her small body was curled up beneath my ribs, when I thought I was going to give her away, when the feeling of her moving inside of me was both a terror and a wonder. If only I could keep her that safe now.

The bakery is closed for the day. Late-afternoon sunshine slants in through the windows and boomerangs off the stainless steel so intensely that I have to keep moving around the big center island to keep it out of my eyes. The kneading machines are still as I stir together starter and molasses, water and oil and flour, until it's a thick mass I can turn out onto the table with a heavy splat. Plunging my hands into the dark sticky blob, I scatter the barest possible amounts of rye flour over it, kneading it in a bit at a time. The rhythm is steady, smooth. It has given me enviable muscles in my arms.

"What do you want for your birthday?" Sofia asks, flipping a page.

"It's ages away!"

"Only a couple of months."

"Well, I guess as long as there are no black balloons, I'm good." Last year, my enormous family—at least, those members who are still speaking to me—felt bound to present me with graveyard cakes and make jokes about crow's feet, which, thanks to my grandmother Adelaide's cheekbones, I do not have.

"A person has to suffer through only one fortieth birthday in a lifetime." Sofia turns another page. "How about this?" She holds up an ad for a lavish sapphire necklace. "Good for your eyes."

"Tiffany. Perfect." At the moment, I'm so broke that a bubble-gum ring would be expensive, though of course Sofia doesn't know that the bakery is in trouble. "You can buy it for me when you're rich and famous."

"When I am that superstar kindergarten teacher?"

"Right."

"Deal."

I push the heel of my palm into the dough and it squeezes upward, cool and clammy. An earthy bouquet rises from it, and I'm anticipating how the caramelizing molasses will smell as it bakes.

A miller darts between us, flapping dusty wings in sudden terror. Sofia waves it away, frowning. "I hope we're not going to have a crazy miller season this year."

I think of a Jethro Tull song, and for a minute I'm lost in another part of my life, another summer. Shaking it off, I fold the dough. "It's been a wet year."

"Ugh. I hate them." She shudders to give emphasis. Then she closes her magazine and squares her shoulders. "Mom, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about."

Finally. "I'm listening."

She spills it, fast. "I told you Oscar's ex-wife was arrested in El Paso and Katie has been living with her best friend's family, but Oscar really wants her to come and live with me. Us. She's got some problems, I won't lie, but she just needs somebody to be there for her." Sofia has eyes like a plastic Kewpie doll, all blink and blueness with a fringe of blackest lashes. "She can sleep upstairs, in the back room. Close to me. She lived with us before Oscar went to Afghanistan. It was fine."

"Hmmm. I seem to remember it differently."

"Okay, it wasn't fine. Exactly." Sofia bows her head. Light arcs over her glossy dark hair. "She was pretty angry then."

"And she's happy now?" I scatter flour over the dough and table, where it is beginning to stick. "Because her mother is in jail and her father is at war?"

"No. I mean—"

The phone rings. I glance at it, then back to my daughter. Obviously there is no possible way I can say no. The child has nowhere to go, but—

To give myself a little time, I tug my hands out of the dough, wipe them off with one of the thin white cotton towels I love for covering the loaves when they rise. "How old is she?"

A second ring.

"Thirteen. Going into eighth grade."

"Middle school." Not the most delightful age for girls. Even Sofia was a pain at that age—all huffy sighs and hair-flinging drama. And tears. Tears over everything.

The phone rings again, and I hold up a finger to Sofia. "Hold that thought. Hello?"

"Good afternoon, ma'am," says a deep, formal voice on the other end. "May I please speak with Mrs. Oscar Wilson?"

Every atom in my body freezes for the space of two seconds. Here it is, the moment I've been half dreading since Sofia came home four years ago, her eyes shining. Mama, he's the most wonderful man! He wants to marry me.

A soldier. An infantryman who'd already done two tours of Iraq during the bloodiest days of the war and would likely do more. Oscar is older than Sofia by more than a decade, divorced, and father to this brand-new adolescent who has a very troubled mother.

Not a soldier, baby, I kept thinking.

And yet as soon as I met Oscar Wilson, with his beautiful face and kind eyes and gentle manners, I knew exactly why she loved him. It was plain he worshipped her in return.

But here is the phone call.

"Yes," I say with more confidence than I feel. "Just a minute please." I put the mouthpiece against my stomach, turn to my daughter. "Remember, they come to the door if he's dead."

Sofia stares at me for a long, long second. Fear bleeds the color from her lips. But she has the courage of a battalion of soldiers. Taking a breath, she squares her shoulders and reaches for the phone. Her left hand covers her belly, as if to spare the baby. "This is Mrs. Wilson."

She listens, her face impassive, and then begins to fire questions, writing down the answers in a notebook lying open on the counter. "How long has he been there? Who is my contact?" And then, "Thank you. I'll call with my arrangements."

As she hangs up the phone, her hand is trembling. Unspilled tears make her lashes starry. She stands there one long moment, then blinks hard and looks at me. "I have to go to Germany. Oscar is . . . he was . . ." She clears her throat, waits until the emotion subsides. "His truck hit an IED four days ago. He's badly injured. Burned."

I think that I will always remember how blue her eyes look in the brilliant sunshine of the kitchen. Years and years from now, this is what I will recall of this day—my daughter staring at me with both terror and hope, and my absolute powerlessness to make this better.

"I have to go to him," she says.

"Of course."

I think, How badly burned?

She turns, looks around as if there will be a list she can consult. She's like my mother in that way, wanting everything to be orderly. "I guess I should pack."

"Let me scrape this into a bowl and I'll help you."

As if her legs are made of dough, she sinks suddenly into the chair. "How long do you think I'll be there? What about the baby?"

"One step at a time, Sofia. I'm sure you'll have those answers before long. Just think about getting there, see what . . . how . . . what you need to find out."

"Right." She nods. Touches her chest. "Mom. What about Katie? She can't stay where she is."

A thirteen-year-old whose mother is in jail, whose father is wounded, and whose stepmother is pregnant with a new baby and flying off to Germany, leaving her with a woman she doesn't know. "She's never even met me. Won't she be scared?"

"Maybe for a while, but I can't let her go to a foster home. She can come just for the summer. Grandma will help you, I'm sure, and Uncle Ryan and—"

I hold a hand up. There is only one answer. "Of course, baby. Let's get those arrangements made now, too, so you don't have to worry about her."

She leaps up and hugs me, her mound of belly bumping my hip. It is only as I put my arms around her that I feel the powerful trembling in her shoulders. I squeeze my eyes shut and rub her back, wishing I could tell her that everything is going to be okay. "Do your best, Sofia. That's all the world can ask."

Her arms tighten around my neck, like iron. Against my shoulder, I feel her hot tears soaking into my blouse. "Thank you."

TWO

Together, Sofia and I arrange for Katie to come to Colorado Springs, then we gather Sofia's things and I drive her down to Fort Carson. There she is met by the women—wives of other men in Oscar's unit—who will kindly shepherd her through the flight and to her wounded husband's side. Her spine is straight, her face pale as they gather her in to their circle—three women, smartly dressed. Women, I think, stepping back, that I have seen on the local news all of my life, raising money for causes, standing by their men, sitting in the front row of the chapels where empty boots and photographs are lined up for memorial services. It's a large base. A lot of memorials the past few years.

"Take care of her," I say, and, to my horror, tears well up in my eyes.

One of the women sees them and gives me a hug. "We will, I promise. She'll call you as soon as she can."

I want to be as sturdy as my daughter, so I turn and head to my car. Sofia's voice calls out, "Mom!"

When I turn, she kisses her fingers and flings it toward me. "I love you!"

I return the kiss and head home, trying to focus on all the things I need to do to get the house ready for Katie's arrival tomorrow. The room needs to be aired, the bed made—if I wash the sheets tonight, I can hang them out to dry first thing in the morning. It's such a homey, welcoming smell.

But when I pull up in front of the old house that contains my bakery and the two-story apartment above, there is a lake in the front yard.

Not a puddle. Not a sprinkler left on. This is a pool of water that engulfs the lawn, covers the sidewalk, and pours over the ancient concrete curb into the gutter. "What the hell?"

My phone is out of my pocket and in my hand before I've fully formed a question. I dial my mentor. A deep, heavily Italian-Brooklyn-accented voice answers. "Ramona," Cat says. "Is Sofia gone?"

"She is, but that's not why I'm calling. I have a swimming pool in my front yard. Something broke, obviously. Who do I call?"

"Let me get right back to you."

I hang up and stand in the gloaming with my hands on my hips and a strangling mix of terror and grief in my throat. There is absolutely not a dime left for another old-house disaster.

Swearing under my breath, I walk around the edges of the pond to get to the walk at the side of the house. How will I even be able to open the store in the morning?

Cat calls right back. "My guy Henry is coming over to see what's happened. I've got a little issue here at the restaurant, but I'll be there in an hour or so."

"The phone call is enough, Cat." I've been trying to establish some boundaries with him. "I can manage from here."

"I'm not questioning your ability to manage, tesoro mio. You've had a bad day. Won't be so bad to have a friend to lean on."

I have a headache behind my left eye and no energy to argue. "I'll be here."

Henry arrives in fifteen minutes and pronounces the problem a broken water pipe from the street to the house. I've had trouble with these old pipes in the past—they're clay and the tree roots infiltrate them every spring—but I've never had an actual break.

Naturally it's going to cost several thousand dollars to fix, and of course there is no choice but to say yes. It will eat up every last bit of the credit remaining on my last card, and as I'm standing there in the dark, alone, it seems to me that maybe this bakery dream of mine might be dead. I started with a solid plan, a business and marketing degree, and plenty of cash flow, but the economy and the credit crunch are crippling me.

"Can you get the water out of there tonight?" I ask the plumber.

He shakes his head. "Sorry. But we'll get you fixed up in no time. I know it looks bad, but it's really just a matter of digging up the bad pipe and replacing it with new. It'll be good as new by tomorrow afternoon."

"All right. Thanks."

As he heads for his truck, a blue SUV pulls up and a tall lean man gets out. The streetlight shines on his mostly silver hair. He stops to shake Henry's hand, claps him on the back. They exchange a few words in the language of men.

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Reading Group Guide

1. As a young girl, Ramona has to choose between keeping the baby growing within her, or having a life filled with travel, as her Aunt Poppy had. Have you ever grappled with the choice between motherhood and opportunities in work or life?

2. Most of the characters in the novel find both solace and enjoyment in a passion—Adelaide, Lily, and Katie in flowers; Poppy and Ramona in baking bread; Jonah in music. How do your passions or hobbies impact your life in good times or bad?

3. Ramona is both a mother and a daughter. When you become a parent yourself, does it make it easier to forgive the flaws of your own parents, or harder? What makes the difference? If you are a parent, how did your relationship with your parents change when your children were born?

4. Some of these characters have faced very challenging issues in their lives—the loss of a child, the loss of a parent, the challenge of grievous injuries—and each of them handle these experiences differently. Who copes well? Who does not? How would you have responded differently to these challenges?

5. The relationship between sisters plays an important part in this book. Do you identify with the complexity of these relationships? Which sister do you relate to the most?

6. The process of baking bread is described as a kind of therapy for Ramona, and later it allows for a trust to build between shy, standoffish Katie and her step-grandmother. What practice in your life has allowed you to build emotional bridges or connect with others?

7. When she first meets Ramona, Katie is fiercely protective of her mother. How does Katie’s acceptance and adoption by Sophia’s family effect Katie’s understanding of her own mother and impact that relationship? How do you see it evolving in the future?

8. How is Katie’s relationship with her mother reflective of the other mother/daughter relationships portrayed in this book?

9. Discuss the role pets play in this novel. How are their personalities a reflection or contrast of their owners?

10. What do you think about Ramona’s choices in relation to men? Did she lose something by turning her back on Cat? What do her choices in men say about her as a person?

11. Ramona’s mother, Lily, comes through for Katie at times in a way she never did for her own daughter. Why do you think this is? Do you think Lily has regrets or would have done things differently with Ramona if she could?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 30, 2012

    Good read

    Enjoyed the story of three generations of women and the bread recipes mixed in. Going to bake this weekend :)

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 18, 2011

    Excellent light reading

    I was looking for something to lose myself in on a camping trip. Once I picked this up, I couldn't put it down. I absolutely love O'Neal's writing--she knows how to give her readers well developed characters and story lines that aren't too simple or too complex.

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 21, 2011

    A GREAT accidental find!

    I stumbled across this book almost by accident and truly enjoyed reading it! I did not find it corny as another reviewer mentioned. Instead I found it to be well written, touching and inspiring. It is a fast read and I highly recommend O'Neal's work.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 29, 2010

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    Fans will enjoy this terrific contemporary extended family drama

    In Colorado Springs, forty years old Ramona Gallagher loves her bakery, which brings her joy that very little else does in her life. Her other love is for her daughter Sofia who she had as a single teen.

    When Sofia's husband is injured in Afghanistan, he is sent to Germany for medical care. Sofia flies to Europe to be with him. However, before leaving Colorado, she asks her mother to watch her stepdaughter thirteen year old Katie as the teen's mother is in jail on a drug charge. That summer Ramona and Katie bond, which encourages the bakery owner to reconcile with her somewhat estranged family and to take a chance on love with a man she was seeing when they were teens.

    Although bonding between the "bread" generations has been done before, Barbara O'Neal bakes a fresh tale as in many ways it is the teen who teaches the adult what matters in life. Character driven mostly by Ramona but cleverly enhanced by Katie, fans will enjoy this terrific contemporary extended family drama, as the young "grandmother" discovers The Lost Recipe for Happiness.

    Harriet Klausner

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 10, 2013

    A great fun book - I'll be looking for a sequel. Since there wa

    A great fun book - I'll be looking for a sequel. Since there was no mention of birth control, maybe Ramona and Josh could surprise us. Supernatural Adelaide was a bit odd, but the only thing that REALLY could have made it better was building a high fence for Merlin. Every time he was out in the backyard, the same running away scenario could easily have happened.
    Kinda tense for dog lovers.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 23, 2013

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    I read this in one delicious gulp on a Sunday afternoon. It brou

    I read this in one delicious gulp on a Sunday afternoon. It brought me back to the days when I used to bake bread every Sunday. The novel also made me laugh and cry and ache and smile in satisfaction. A fabulous, fabulous book that portrays with emotional intensity the sometimes difficult and always complicated relationships between mothers and daughters. Love, love, loved it.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 23, 2013

    this was the first of barbara o'neal's books that i read and i j

    this was the first of barbara o'neal's books that i read and i just have to say "thank you!"   this book was one i could not put down, with the perfect mixture of warmth,mystery and cozyness.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 11, 2012

    Need help

    Went to read sample then later purchased. So it says purchased but its only showibg me the sample. First time ever had a problem, so now what? Book was 11.99 and all im getting is 68 pages of sample not whole book.

    1 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 1, 2012

    Nasty

    This book is gross! Theres a page in it that is very descriptive about having it (if you know what I mean)! Its VERY detailed after reading that I felt SO sick! Im now 13, I was 12 at the time and I still have images and nightmares about it! Ugh! Nasty

    1 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 13, 2012

    Sucks.

    Its so boring,,,

    1 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 16, 2011

    I loved this book!!!!

    Written in a journal and narrative fashion that allows you to know the characters. It also has some wonderful bread recipes that I am going to try.

    I am going to buy more from this author.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 1, 2011

    this book was great!

    I loved the way this book was written! It is a tale of 3 women who are all in different, yet challenging times of their lives. Ramona, the bakery owner in her 40's, Sophie, her daughter who is pregnant with an injured soldier for a husband, and Katie, Sophie's step daughter who is dealing with a meth-addicted (biological) mother and the challenges of being a teenager with no real place to 'be'. This is a great read, I loved it and recommend it to anyone looking for a 'chic' book that is a little heavier than the usual 'chic-lit!' Thanks, Barbara O'Neal for a great read!

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  • Posted January 10, 2011

    Lovely!

    In How to Bake a Perfect Life a cobbled together family of women struggle to find success and happiness and to understand each other. The book centers around Ramona, a 40 year old woman trying to keep her beloved bakery open. Circling the story of Ramona are those of Sophia, her pregnant daughter, and Katie, Sophia's neglected stepdaughter, in addition to Ramona's mother, grandmother, and aunt. Each woman has to fight her own set of demons and all are strong in their own, unique ways. Woven throughout the book is enough fabulous baking to make anyone hungry, a loyal dog, and a little romance.

    I have loved Babara O'Neal's other books and this one does not disappoint. As with her others, Barbara hits just the right spot between fairy tale, happy-ever-after, and the harsh reality of circumstances. It is believable enough to really fall in love with the characters with a satisfying ending. The moment I picked up How to Bake a Perfect Life I was completely immersed in the bakery and it was a struggle to leave that world whenever I had to put the book down.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 4, 2014

    This book touched all emotions

    I was so sad to have finished reading this book. I could have enjoyed it going on longer. So well done and again it will be added to my must read shelf that I like to offer to anyone looking for a good book to read.

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  • Posted March 23, 2014

    Highly Recommended--Don't Miss This One

    This is about a large and complicated family, most of which lives in Colorado. The main character is Ramona, who runs a bakery, with a lot of help from several friends. Her daughter is pregnant, and goes to an Army hospital after her soldier husband comes home injured--missing his right leg, etc. The niece is sent to spend time with Ramona. Her real mother is a loser who is in rehab for the umpteenth time. There are problems that Ramona has to face, but she has reunited with Jonah, an old friend, so that makes it better. A book club might want to consider this one.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 22, 2014

    Loved it

    Great read from cover to cover

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  • Posted March 21, 2014

    Very thoughtful story examining female family relationships

    I thourought enjoyed reading this book. The underlying themes of women relating with each other through different relationships hit home. I'll be gifting this to 4 generations of women in my family this Mother's Day.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 8, 2014

    Loved it!

    A great read.....didn't want the story to end. A love story. A story about relationships- mother to daughter, wife to husband, child to adult. I loved all the characters. Could not put it down!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 5, 2014

    Oneal

    Loved this book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 23, 2013

    Mya B.

    Just saw a review about this book... i am sorry about the discriptionof that......the..... " u know what i mean " part. Im 12 to so.....tha ks for that tip!

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