Jenny is 77. Bernard is 83. They have no children, but they do have “family” that are close to them. Jenny bakes. But there has always been something missing in Jenny’s life that she has never told Bernard about, and so she feels the need to strike out and try something for herself.
“It’s sometimes easy to feel left behind at my age, as if the world has a future and you have no place in it…but I hope to discover that there is meaning and adventure still to be found.”
UPDATE: I should have said this in my original review when I first posted this. But I feel the need to add it now. Books like this make me happy, because...
It is so lovely to see characters of a certain age being showcased in this way! We need more of this.... Moving on to the rest of the review...
And so, she applies to the show British Bakes, the infamous TV show that allows home bakers to compete. If this sounds like the actual ‘The Great British Bake Off Show,’ that has been popularized in Britian and plays throughout the United States and beyond, you are probably right.
This book also shares the grueling audition and baking process involved, before and during, that amateur bakers go through to be a part of the show. Although it is nice to see and experience, too.
But this isn’t the main crux of the story. Jenny has harbored a secret from Bernard throughout their near 60 years of marriage.
Interestingly, for any reader enjoying Jenny’s evolution, the story (both past and present) was easily predictable. It didn’t make it any less easy-to-read or emotional to experience as it played out through the pages. And as expected, it does come to a sweet resolution by the end.
But who wins British Bakes? Might that be a surprise for readers?
This is a charming, thoughtful, heart-felt story about love and loss and letting go and relationships, with a couple of recipes at the end to appreciate.