Speaking of translators I like, I finally picked up Mark Polizzotti’s new translation of Flaubert’s Bouvard and PÃ©cuchet. Fabulous. Even has the 1950 preface by Raymond Queneau. Nice touch.
Hang around the house, listen to music, drink hot beverages, and laugh our heads off at this book â€” that’s how I want to spend at least part of the holidays with Mrs. Jones. Only challenge is how to tempt her away from New Art City.