The Color of Tea started off really dark and depressing – and slow. That was the worst part, it was so slow that I read a chapter and put it down and each night I considered just stopping and starting something else. If there had been something on the shelf I was dying to read, I’d have done that. But no, I muddled through. And I’m glad I did because about the time Grace decided to get out of bed and build a café was the time it lightened up and moved. Which makes sense.
I loved Café’ Lillian. I loved the women who made their lives there.
I can’t decide how I feel about the end. I knew it was coming – an infertility story that was going to turn into an open adoption story… Grace gave birth to the macaron café and GiGi gave birth to Faith and then they… swapped. That’s how it felt and that’s why I can’t decide whether I liked the ending. Which is pretty much how I feel about adoption in general, I guess.