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Lessons in Chemistry by Bonnie Garmus. I finished this one shortly after posting about it in last week’s Unraveled post, wherein I said I do not care for consciously funny books. But this one — like those of Carl Hiaasen — was totally enjoyable. Protagonist is Elizabeth Zott, chemist, who endures the endless misogyny of the early 1960s. All misogynists in the book receive their just reward in the end, and EZ finds her rightful place in life. 4★

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Chocolat by Joanne Harris. A delightful book that was made into an equally delightful movie in 2000. I saw the movie but the only thing I remember from it was one scene, where the heroine is seated at a long table in her yard surrounded by happy villagers. She had moved to a rural village and opened a chocolate shop, and in the process freed the villagers from their repressive lives. It doesn’t hurt that she is also a witch. (I have had the sequel book, The Girl with No Shadow, on my bookshelf for years, because I had not read the preceding book and because I am nothing if not anal, had postponed reading it until I could follow the timeline of the books. Now Goodreads tells me there are four, count’em 4, books in the series. I foresee a couple more Chocolat books in my future.) (Harris’s book Five Quarters of the Orange is one of my all-time favorites. Perhaps I need to read it again.) 4★