I have to say it. Jhumpa Lahiri's Interpreter of Maladies is one of, if not the best short story collection that I've ever read. Normally I'm not a big fan of short stories and with Keren gone so far away for the week I was looking for some kind of escape reading...I wasn't sure about Lahiri's collection because from the outset it didn't appear to be something that I would be excited about(Indians living both in their home country and as expatriates in the states), but since it won the Pulitzer in 2000, it was necessary reading for me. Boy, was I surprised! It was fucking fabulous. All of the stories were so diverse and each one(only at most like 25 pages)felt like its own well-developed novel. Unlike other entries this one will be pretty short regarding the book, only because I'm almost speechless regarding it. The stories were ALL good, there wasn't one in particular that I liked more than the others. What characters, what descriptions! And what a nice escape during a really busy past few days! As of today I am now officially done at the hell job! And, I'm officially on the payroll and a card-carrying team member of Whole Foods! WHHHHHOOOOO HOOOOOOO! And I'm going to go to Canada and see some people!!!!WHHHHHHOOOOOO HOOOOOOOO!!! 24 GGs, 22 Pulitzers...