Our Sunday family hikes have given my reading a boost. We hike up a mountain, then - while the boys fly their glider or do other testosterone-y things - I plunk down and read a book in the shade. I can usually get through a nice chunk before we head back down the mountain. Yesterday, at the top of Gilson Gap, I started The Last Van Gogh by Alyson Richman.* I noticed this on my bookshelf before we headed out and I decided to give it a go. I really had no idea how much food there was going to be in it. What a delicious read! fineartamerica.com On the Page This is a historical fiction - one of my favorite genres, especially when there's food involved - about the relationship between Vincent Van Gogh and Marguerite Gachet, daughter of Van Gogh's doctor in Auvers-sur-Oise. We read the tale from Marguerite's point of view. Set in France, in the early 1800s, the majority of the book takes place during the last few months of Van Gogh's life. Van Gog...