Just out is Born to Kvetch by Michael Wex. Around here, we like to refer to it as “a delightful excursion through the Yiddish language, the culture it defines and serves, and the fine art of complaint.” Of course, we rely on the acronym to save time, which sounds pretty Yiddish once your mouth becomes accustomed to it. For more information, some entertainment, and the soothing idioms of our own David Hirshey, visit the book’s site, here.
And our sister/cousin/secret twin locked in the attic blog, Eos has a nice feature on a Perennial book, Little, Big.
