Her father believed that anything cut with a knife is tastier than mauling it in a food processor, so even in her modern San Francisco kitchen, she didn’t own one and took special care of her knives. The long blade of her knife, sharpened without a scratch, gleamed on the chopping board. Noor stood at the sink with her sleeves rolled up peeling yellow potatoes and dropping them into a water bath. "synopsis" may belong to another edition of this title. And together, she and Lily get swept up in the beauty and brutality of Tehran.īijan's vivid, layered story, at once tender and elegant, funny and sad, weaves together the complexities of history, domesticity, and loyalty and, best of all, transports readers to another culture, another time, and another emotional landscape. Iran may have changed, but Cafe Leila, still run by Zod, has stayed blessedly the same-it is a refuge of laughter and solace for its makeshift family of staff and regulars.Īs Noor revisits her Persian childhood, she must rethink who she is-a mother, a daughter, a woman estranged from her marriage and from her life in California. Now, dragging her stubborn teenage daughter, Lily, with her, she returns to Tehran and to Cafe Leila, the restaurant her family has been running for three generations. When we first meet Noor, she is living in San Francisco, missing her beloved father, Zod, in Iran.
Set against the backdrop of Iran's rich, turbulent history, this exquisite debut novel is a powerful story of food, family, and a bittersweet homecoming. "A glorious treat awaits you at the literary table of Donia Bijan." -Adriana Trigiani
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