This book… well, I have to say that I thought it was one of the best books I’ve read this year, and I’m kicking myself that it’s taken me so long to discover the author’s wonderful writing.
A few years ago I had to cancel a planned trip to Iceland – and had this book simply been an opportunity for some armchair travel, I’d have been perfectly happy. And the book, at the start, looked like it was going to be very much what I was expecting – three female friends of a certain age, each with their own lives and emotional baggage, reunited for a trip to the Northern Lights to celebrate the life of the fourth friend, who didn’t make it to her fortieth birthday. I would have been happy with that too – I always enjoy a book about female friendship and support, and each of them had plenty of depth and a few hidden secrets and decisions to make, more than enough to keep it interesting. But when they set out in a snowstorm on their friend’s birthday to have the experience that was on her bucket list, the book turned into something very different – an avalanche, the road closed, no way back to their hotel, and they find themselves joining an isolated Icelandic community while they await the possibility of rescue.
Freya – the lead character – is a cook. Well, that’s how she tends to introduce herself, although she’s actually a chef in a Michelin starred restaurant – her dream had always been to have her name above the door, but instead she’s cooking a menu devised and planned by the restaurant’s owner. I’d read that the author’s books had a particular focus on food, and my goodness, I couldn’t have possibly asked for more. As the community pulls together to feed and look after the elderly and isolated, she finds herself cooking Icelandic specialities, delivering them on horseback through the snow, playing with unusual flavours, learning from the locals, incorporating the smoked wild salmon that is host Pétur’s speciality and passion.
The setting is spectacular, and quite wonderfully described – often awe-inspiring, frequently challenging to travel around, wonderful sights to discover, and a wealth of new experiences. The extreme cold is something you can really feel (it certainly had me turning up the central heating…) – but you also really feel Freya’s increasing bravery, the joy of every new discovery, her journey towards a new perspective on her life (something shared by her friends too) and an increasing realisation of what it means to really live, and live well.
Of course, there’s a romance too – one that builds slowly and convincingly, and that I both felt and believed in. And there’s a really strong environmental focus – not a tag-on in any way, but fundamental to the survival of the isolated community, and beautifully handled. And there’s an ever present threat to that community and its way of life, giving the whole story sometimes rather sharper edges and a developing storyline that follows an unexpected direction. The community itself is quite wonderfully drawn – both the individuals and their way of life – and the whole unfolding story was one in which I felt entirely immersed and invested. And, of course, it’s set at Christmas – not the familiar one of tinsel and fairy lights, but all the more engaging because of that focus on caring for others that moved me to tears at times and entirely warmed my heart.
If this one isn’t already on your reading list, add it now – it’s quite wonderful, and I’ll certainly be sure to read everything Jo Thomas writes in future. I really loved this one…