Dear readers,At this point in the year, I’m not dreaming of the bounty waiting for me in the months to come. It’s not winter doldrums that get to me, but sobering, practical realities. The body labors under the wreckage of a monthlong caloric assault. This is how she got 13 eggs from a dozen. The novels I recommend here are of that magic omelet variety: They let nothing go to waste.

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Persons: I’m, Relatedly —, André Soltner