Enjoyable, but also heart wrenching, often even heartbreaking, these straight-forward, brutally honest and as such unadorned memoirs of Anna Wimsschneider, a Bavarian peasant woman (the title of the book, Herbstmilch, refers to a type of simple soup made with fermented whole milk) will likely quite cure many readers of nostalgia for the so-called good old days (as farming life in rural Bavaria, especially in the early to mid 20th century, was often intensely difficult, backbreaking labour, and if like in Anna Wimschneider's family, the mother had died in childbirth, the responsibility for younger siblings, actually for running the entire household, often rested on the unprepared and narrow, delicate shoulders of the older children, but of course, especially the girls). And poor Anna also seems to have been more unlucky than others, in so far that she also ended up falling in love with and then marrying a man whose mother had an unhealthy attachment to her son and therfore despised her out of principle. But even without the latter scenario, Herbstmilch clearly and often painfully demonstrates just how difficult and harsh life and work for small scale Bavarian farmers could be, and that far more often than not, the struggles faced much outweighed joys and potential successes.
Now that Anna Wimschmeider and her husband did manage with all their hardships, with crop failures, issues with livestock, pain and disease, not to mention parental and church interference (as well as the political machinations of WWWII, and that Albert was seriously wounded after being, like all or at least most adult German men, conscripted into Hitler's military complex) to somewhat and somehow prosper and thrive, is a testament to their strength, their resilience, although the author ends her memoirs with a clear and concise statement that were she able to relive her life, she would most definitely NOT CHOOSE to be a peasant, a farmer. Presented as a simply conceptualised and sparse narrative (which stylistically might take a bit of getting used to at first, but actually fits the contents and themes presented perfectly, and is clearly straight from the author's heart), Herbstmilch is highly recommended for anyone interested in portrayals of Bavarian (German) peasant life that are depicted and described free of nostalgic blinkers, although at least a high intermediate fluency in the German language is strongly suggested and recommended.