I already feel like such a Scrooge for writing this review. I typically love Debbie Macomber’s Christmas books. They’re warm, funny, cute and get me in the Christmas spirit. When I read the jacket for this book, I was excited about the premise. It was different from the other Christmas books and I was looking forward to reading it, but it just wasn’t for me.
Despite being about Christmas, the book wasn’t as Christmassy as her other offerings. And though the book moved quickly, it lacked detail and not a lot happened. Maybe my own expectations got in the way, because I looked forward to Emma meeting the women who created the fruitcakes and speaking to them about their fruitcakes, and then rounding out the story into something more. There was nothing more. In the span of close to 300 pages, that was all that happened. She met three women and talked to them about fruitcake, but that only took up a few chapters of the book and the rest was about Emma and Oliver. The concept was unique and there was so much she could have done with it, but just didn’t.
None of the main characters were likable, witty or charming. Both of the leads seemed extremely immature for their ages and the book comes across more as two people arguing for the majority of the book than being the enemies to lovers kind of flirty. It was exhausting. I wasn’t rooting for them. I almost DNFed the book a few times due to this. I loved reading about the women and their fruitcake, and the dogs stole the show, but I wanted to enjoy the relationship between Emma and Oliver and just couldn’t. It was a chore to get through a lot of their conversations, and I almost didn’t make it past page 208.
Though I love all things cheesy when it comes to Christmas, the cheesiness was so far over the top that it suspended reality. It seemed like a weird, unnecessary choice for a story this simplistic. The plot doesn't make a lot of sense when you realize that it took place over a couple of weeks. This book also does one thing that always grinds my gears, and I know this is just me being pedantic. Frequently, people will refer to Oliver by his first and last name for no reason or just by his last name. It rotates between the two throughout the book. There’s only one character named Oliver, so there’s no reason for this. It made the conversations seem unrealistic and forced, because I don’t know anyone who refers to someone in their fold by their first and their last name during casual conversation.
The book never really dives into who the characters are beyond the surface level. Most of what you know about them comes through their dialogue, and both were unlikable in their own way. Emma spends much of the book talking about her mother’s relationships and failures to the point where I felt like we got to know her mother much better than we ever got to know her. In fact, she seems so obsessed with her mother’s relationship that she can’t seem to have her own. She constantly beats herself up for being like her mother when she starts to like Oliver, but she goes from hating him to loving him in the span of a chapter, with little explanation as to why. There’s no buildup or him slowly starting to win her over. She just loves him. She’s known him less than two weeks.
At one point, Oliver drops her off at her house, and instead of staying he leaves to go do something. She starts telling us about her mother again and how she watched her mom pander after men for attention, and she wasn’t going to do that. She wouldn’t take the scraps of time he was willing to give her. Girl, he has a life of his own. He is allowed to go off and do something. This is a leap so wide that it could cross the great divide. You are the furthest thing from accepting the table scraps he’s willing to feed you when all he did was…go to do something on his own. When you’re not dating and you’re still acting like you hate him, nonetheless.
There’s a passage where Oliver’s mom talks about Emma’s articles and how much she loved them. She also speaks on Emma being so wise to compare fruitcake to life lessons. The thing is, Emma didn’t really do that on her own. The ladies she was interviewing made their own parallels and then Emma just shared them in her writing. There was hardly anything wise about it. I wasn’t sure what Debbie was trying to convey here, because it didn’t really jive for me.
I was shocked to read some of the reviews and see that so many people liked Oliver and found him romantic. There is nothing romantic or nice about Oliver. Boundaries? He’s never heard of them. The word no? It doesn’t apply to him. In fact, it’s a challenge. Respect? What’s that? He also likes to frame himself as the victim. Emma doesn’t want to do what he wants? Women, man. They’re so difficult. It’s not his fault, of course, but you should feel bad for him because he didn’t get what he wanted. He’s self involved, wants what he wants, feels he can argue his way into it, and everything he does has some sort of price tag attached to it. Yes, he does do a few nice things for Emma and pretends to be her hero, but it’s never just to do something nice for her.
For instance, he brought Emma a Christmas tree. She had told him numerous times she doesn’t celebrate Christmas, nor does she want to, and that she doesn’t decorate. Bringing her a tree she doesn’t want is not a nice thing to do. Respecting that she doesn’t want to do Christmas is. He then has the audacity to be upset that she shoved the tree in a corner instead of making it the centerpiece in the room and decorating it. You mean the tree she didn’t want? That you shoved on her? And this is written as if it’s some great, romantic gesture.
The two aren’t even dating when he asks her to Christmas with his family, misrepresenting the relationship with Emma to his mom, because he’s so egotistical that he knows they’ll be dating by Christmas, which is just a few short days away. (Spoiler alert, they are.) Emma tells him no, and I agree with her. She’s known the guy maybe two weeks at this point, and he’s asking her to dinner with his family on a holiday she doesn’t want to celebrate. Of course he doesn’t take no for an answer. Instead, he decides that this is a huge deal for him. She can’t possibly not do Christmas when Christmas is the holiday for his family, so he must convince her to go. Because God forbid someone says no to him and he respects that. To make matters worse, Emma’s best friend Phoebe jumps on her about how she’s in the wrong for saying no. Maybe I’m missing something, but this doesn’t sound like a normal scenario to me. I don’t know anyone who wouldn’t find it a little strange that a man I’ve known for maybe two weeks and am not dating is asking me to a get together with his family for a holiday I don't want to celebrate.
There’s also a part in the book where Oliver tries to show Emma how to be persuasive so she can sell more ads for the paper. In order to do this, he goes up to and convinces a guy to pay for his meal. Only, he does absolutely nothing charming or kind to convince this guy. He tells the guy he forgot his wallet, acts humble and the guy offers him the money. He got lucky, so him waxing poetic about how persuasive of a person he is and acting like he’s teaching Emma a lesson is ludicrous.
Overall, there’s no reason anyone should like Oliver as a person. There’s nothing nice about him. I don’t care how handsome he is, nobody is going to fall all over a guy who acts like this. I’d like to think women could see right through him. If he had done things for Emma that she had expressed she’d like a man to do, or he’d respected her boundaries, I’d be down for that. I don’t know if he ever once listened to or respected what she was actually saying to him, but he did spend a ton of time working hard to convince her into what he wanted and decided was romantic. This guy shouldn’t be anyone’s hero.
The rate in which the relationships moved could give you whiplash. Within six months of knowing Oliver, he and Emma were married. Within a year she was already pregnant. Phoebe was dating Walt for three months when they got engaged. A lot of realism went out the window at this point. It’s a cheesy Christmas book, and I understand that. That’s why I could see one relationship with a quick timeline, but both? The book just normalized it like this is what people do.
I wanted to like this book so gosh darn much, and maybe with a more mature female lead who paved her own path and didn’t spend most of her time stuck on her mother’s relationships, and a man who was actually worth being in love with, it would have been better. I never thought I’d say this, but I wish the book was more about the fruitcake contest and less about of everything else. Two stars because of the awesome fruitcake ladies and the dogs.