This was a major disappointment after the bestseller, Bookshop on the Corner, that I discovered by this author earlier this year. After Bookshop I thought I had a new author. Now I'm thinking Bookshop was an outlier.
Bookshop was quite bookish, as you might expect, which was a big draw for that book. But even more, that story was about a young woman who had a driving life passion (not a life-driving passion for a man, which was pretty much the yawny case with for Cafe), and when confronted by a sudden requirement to figure out what to do with her life, made a number of risky-courageous decisions to go on the direction of what she wanted to do with her life, who she wanted to be, what difference she wanted to make in the world.
Over the course of the book (Bookshop, not Cafe), she grew into her natural independence and adopted confidence and boldness to achieve the crazy thing she wanted. And yes, there was a romance element to the Bookshop story, but it wasn't the driver, and it evolved in the direction of the protagonist becoming an increasingly strong character. The romance itself was suspense-filled and interesting, with the protagonist being more a driver and less a passive vessel for external forces of romantic fortune and misfortune. It was also without most of the typical cheesiness--it felt like part of her story and not the reason for her to have a story. It was a really satisfying light read. Again, that's Bookshop, not Cafe.
This book, Cafe, also has a wilds-of-Scotland backdrop, and features another 20-something who is finding her way, and is a romance. But beyond Scotland, it lacks all the appeal of Bookshop.
This flailing young woman is not redeemed by a strong personal vision and brave movements in that direction. Instead she is at the mercy of her life--her personal loss, her job, the needs of her family, the needs of the client, the needs of the community, the needs of man who makes her heart go pitty-pat, the amenability of this man or that to whatever tentative desire or direction she might edge toward. She sort of falls into a direction, all of it about helping everyone out and being everyone's support structure, and falls into a romance.
None of it felt true, hard won, a result of an interesting character living courageously on an edge, as Bookshop did. It felt passive, a traditional female following social pressures toward domestic choices that would allow her to help everyone around her to be ok, to get what they needed. There was nothing special about this character, her supporting characters, or the story.
Because this wasn't a full-on smarmy romance, and was better written than maybe average in the genre (not my genre obviously), I rounded to a 3. As a reading experience, it started at maybe a 2.75 and went steadily downhill. I don't expect to try any more by this author, though Bookshop remains a happy reading memory.