‘Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet’

I hope I’m not going to have to administer a beat down right now.  But I fear I might.  Somebody (a white somebody) gave me “Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet” and I just started it.  It does not look promising. It’s a love story between a Chinese guy and a Japanese girl in Washington state.

Just in the first few pages, we have a character in 1986 who is seeking online support.  Items are being uncovered in the basement that were stored by Japanese Americans headed towards concentration camps.  The items include an electric rice cooker and a first communion gown.

I don’t know when electric rice cookers were invented, but I’m pretty sure they weren’t popular consumer items until well after the war.  Additionally, if Japanese Americans were told to take what they need to the camps, the freaking rice cooker would be included.  I’m guessing.  Additionally, I’d say not that many Japanese Americans of that era were Catholic.

In any event, I’m sure somebody will correct me if I’m wrong.  Because somebody always enjoys that.  Even when I’m not wrong.  But I digress.

I  hope like heck I’m not going to hate this book as much as “Memoirs of a Geisha” or stuff by Lisa See.  Who is also some tiny percentage Chinese.  Also I truly love the person who gave it to me.  I do.  I just predict that I won’t want to have a conversation about how I felt about the book, especially after being told how wonderful it was.

I hope like heck I’m not going to encounter italicized phrases in a language I speak.  And if I do, I hope like heck that they’re used correctly and spelled correctly.

I also hope like heck that nobody is going to tell me that they read it and now understand me completely.

I’m just saying.

2 thoughts on “‘Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet’

  1. I recently came by a second hand book called Ursula Under — Finnish/Chinese child falls down a well, rescue attempt happens, history/stories of ancestors on both sides is included, yada yada. I kept reading for a while, hoping it would get better, but it was just ridiculous the way the characters were handled, especially the Chinese father, grandmother, and ancestors. The historical characters … so exotic! So unrealistic that real people would behave/react/think the way these characters were portrayed. Written by a white author who clearly had her own ideas of other cultures. Anyway. It was really bad.

    Hope your book redeems itself. Mine didn’t!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s