March 6, 2019
Blurb: Maisie Knight had it all. A gorgeous husband. A successful business. A beautiful home. Until one day, after walking into the storeroom of their shop, she loses it all at once – catching her husband cheating on her with the girl from Checkout 3. So when she wins a holiday to Italy, a week under the Tuscan sun couldn’t come soon enough.
Treating best friends Cheryl and Emma to a girls’ trip, the terracotta-roofed Villa Marisa on a rustic farm awaits them. The fields of golden sunflowers could be the perfect cure for Maisie’s broken heart – and local farmer, suspiciously perfect Gianni, with his thick black hair and twinkling brown eyes is a welcome distraction from her broken heart.
Mornings waking up to freshly brewed coffee and views of the rolling hills, moped rides with cheeky Italians, and feasts of prosecco and pasta help Maisie forget her troubles. After all her heartache, she’s surprised when she starts opening up to Gianni – she’s even more surprised when the temperature rises and it’s not just the rays of the Italian sunshine…
Maisie could get used to the good life. But just as she’s getting her spark back, disaster strikes. The next thing she knows, her past is catching up with her, reopening old wounds and Maisie has a life-changing decision to make. Should she say ciao to her summer of love and limoncello?
SASCHA DARLINGTON’S REVIEW
Reading My Summer of Love and Limoncello is a lot like listening to your most garrulous girlfriend describe her trip to Tuscany. She tells you about every single meal she and her friends ate, what they saw at the different museums all the while mixing it with random thoughts of her cheating ex-husband that you wished she’d gotten over by now because, hello, he cheated. When she says that when they wanted a nibble, they picked olives from the trees and you raise an eyebrow waiting for the punchline that never comes.
The good stuff, the romance, is kind of swept aside until later, much later, when she says her love interest called her “bello” and “bellissimo” and you want to ask if he’s really Italian…or if he thought she might be a man, because, you know, that would be kind of funny.
So I was a little disappointed with My Summer of Love and Limoncello. I think my funny bone is intact, but I didn’t laugh. I quirked a smile a time or two.
This is definitely for readers who want to escape and armchair travel to Tuscany. Don’t expect too much of the characters or the plot. Don’t think too much. Just imagine eating some of the luscious dishes and then having a shot of limoncello. You’ll be happy.
I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
3 out of 5 butterflies