Books: Racing the Light by Robert Crais

I started reading the Elvis Cole books because I missed Spenser, and while Elvis still doesn’t quite measure up, he has always been able to scratch the same itch.

What makes these books entertaining for me are the side characters, especially Joe Pike. I would have liked more Joe in this one, but I’ll take what I can get here.

The story was just OK, the jokes fell a little flat this time, the ending felt a little unsteady and weird, and something about the book as a whole felt like a middling effort.

It was worth reading, but I’m looking forward to the next Joe Pike book down the line.

Next I am reading The Searcher by Tana French.

Books: National Dish by Anya von Bremzen

What makes a dish a “national dish”? What is your country’s national dish? Can there be more than one? Can countries share a national dish?

After a pretty long book I’m not sure I’m any closer to knowing the answer to any of these questions. I read about a lot of foods, but I also got a great big helping of sociology, history, and politics. Of course the foods we eat are enjoyed in the shadow of these big issues – but shouldn’t eating be a non-political act? I don’t think that people should be adamant about where the dish comes from or what ingredients are required – if it is delicious and we share it together then it is mission accomplished.

Maybe I am naive but it felt like the author went looking for controversy here, and spent a lot of time, money and effort to visit various countries on what seems like a fool’s errand. Was she hoping to get everyone to agree on something? You can walk around a big city and find people to agree or disagree with whatever facts you’d care to throw out there.

I just would prefer to hear the history of a dish and learn how it came to be, in all its variations and regional differences. I know that some countries have invested political capital in the idea that a dish is unique to that country, but maybe the author would have benefitted from starting from a point before that political statement was made.

I enjoyed the book overall, but some of these points kept coming back to me and it was a little frustrating after a while. However the extremely well-written epilogue on borsch and the conflict between Ukraine and Russia was some of the best writing of the whole book. More like that, please!

Next I am reading Racing the Light by Robert Crais.

Books: The Drawing of the Three by Stephen King

The second book in the Dark Tower series was written 13 years after the first book, and you can really feel the style change. I guess that a lot had happened to the author during that time, and he had a lot of hit novels that matured and defined his style. I preferred the loneliness of the first book, and the more meditative mood – this one adds some sidekicks and their own backstories.

There’s plenty of action thanks to this change, however, and it makes for an entertaining reading experience. Not as deep as before, but it really keeps you turning the pages.

One thing I disliked was one of the characters, a young black woman, is a schizophrenic and her alternate personality speaks in a pretty flagrant black dialect. The portions of the book written in that voice take a while to get through, and I’m not sure that the effort is worth it. I don’t have any particular qualms against it racially, but purely as its ponderosity (is that a word?) makes for a tiring time for this reader.

When I get another blank in my reading schedule I’ll continue the series. For now, the next book I am reading is National Dish by Anya Von Bremzen.

Books: The Road to Jonestown by Jeff Guinn

All about Jim Jones and the people who followed him, this book goes into a lot of detail about just about everyone and everything that led up to the group suicide in Guyana back in the late 1970s.

I didn’t know much about the group or Jim Jones before I read the book. Growing up in the Bay Area in the 1970’s it seemed like I was closer than I knew to the activities of the Peoples Temple, and it was intriguing to read about their move to Ukiah and what they were doing there.

The book is extremely well-researched, and if anything it goes into almost too much detail. I sometimes lost track of who was who with so many members coming and going. The book took a deeper look at what motivated the group, and the long history of religion for Jim Jones pointed at a start that was very different from how it ended.

I thought that the book did a good job avoiding titillation and instead showed just how a huge group of people could end up following a strong personality like Jones. In an effort to simplify the narrative it seems like many things that were fairly important got lost or deliberately excluded.

The book doesn’t do a lot of judging, but rather points out a wide range of things that may have led to the tragedy. For example, some members stayed part of the group because they strongly believed in the socialism that the group practiced. The group (and Jim Jones) seemed to think that if they showed themselves living peacefully and equitably in a socialist model that it might lead to a greater change worldwide.

But things slowly go off the rails, and it was interesting to read just how it happened.

The writing style of this book is a little old fashioned (I read the word “chums” for the first time in a long time), and I felt like it could have been written a bit more smoothly to keep the reader’s interest as the accounting and politics often went pretty deep. Overall, though, it was a pretty good book and I’m glad I read it.

Next I am reading The Drawing of Three by Stephen King.

Books: Lonesome Dove by Larry McMurtry

I haven’t read this book in a long time, so I thought I’d re-read it and see if I still enjoyed it as much as I remembered. And I did!

Since I read this book the first time I have read other westerns – Virgil Cole from Robert B. Parker (who seems a lot like Call from Lonesome Dove) and the poetic and sometimes shocking west written by Cormac McCarthy. This book still holds its own, with classic storytelling that features long character arcs, and great dialogue, especially between Gus and Call.

I had forgotten what happened with just about every character, so I could feel the shock and tragedy again with some surprise. I’m looking forward to an older age when every book I re-read will seem new to me!

I’m not sure I’ll read the other books in the series – it seems like a beautifully written and self-contained story that ended to my satisfaction. But maybe down the road I’ll give them a try.

Next I am reading The Road to Jonestown by Jeff Guinn.

Books: Furies of Calderon by Jim Butcher

I had heard good things about this book but I ended up disappointed with it. I almost gave up near the middle of the book, but there were just enough threads worth following that I managed to finish it.

The idea of the world and how each person had the ability to control a “fury” (a sort of elemental spirit) – that was interesting. They didn’t really delve into this relationship between the humans and their furies – how does it work? What are the limitations?

Instead of explaining the rules and relationship, we have people using their furies on each other like a Pokémon battle. The writing doesn’t really draw us into the world – things happening seem like the solutions to a developing plot rather than a product of one.

The story was predictable – and even without reading the next five books in the series I can guess where it is going.

This series might be better for a teen audience except for the occasional scenes of cannibalism and rape. Some of the goofy lines felt like they came right out of Scooby Doo – yikes!

Next I am reading Lonesome Dove (again) by Larry McMurtry.

Books: The Lost Supper by Taras Grescoe

I liked the idea behind this book – take a deep dive into the history of food, identify some ingredients that were lost to time, and see if it is possible to find them again (and cook with them). Written by someone who loves eating, cooking, history, and is overall very curious – the book takes us to various places in search of ingredients and people who know more about them.

The author apparently has a lot of time and motivation to research these ingredients (it was written during the pandemic). Apparently they also have a nearly unlimited budget to fly all over the place and eat at nice restaurants. What happened to eating local?

Although I liked the idea, the whole pursuit sort of created a dilemma for me: by increasing interest in rare ingredients will we be able to sustainably produce them for a wider audience, or are we putting the final nail in the coffin after it becomes a rare luxury found only in Michelin starred restaurants?

The first section of the book deals with some eggs laid by a certain kind of insect found living on a certain lake in Mexico. The author and some other people lament that the eggs have become a lost delicacy, and pollution and demand has made them even harder to source. Will serious foodies and readers of this book fly down to Mexico to get a last taste? Or will they fund measures to bring the food back from the brink? My cynical side says it is the former.

Because of travel restrictions the author didn’t really write about Asia, but still there is a wide range of different foods. I also liked that the author called out the monoculture of Big Food, and how hard it is to avoid processed food or food additives these days.

It was a good book but I felt a little like it may end up doing more harm than good, at least to some of the more endangered food items out there.

Next I am reading Furies of Calderon by Jim Butcher.

Books: The Gunslinger by Stephen King

This is the second (or third?) time to read this book, easily more than ten years since the last time. I never read the complete series – maybe I lost interest after the third book, so I thought I should give it another go.

The story contained a lot more details than I remembered, which is a good sign for a re-read. Also it contains a foreword that is written more recently, which is one of the benefits of reading an ebook version.

I enjoyed the book – it went by quickly – and it has all the marks of a typical story by Stephen King. There are also the italicized flashbacks of some characters, complete with all their backgrounds and motivations. I’m not a big fan of these diversions from the main story, but it is just the part of reading books by this author.

In a few weeks the next book in the series should come up from the library – I’m looking forward to continuing the journey.

Books: God Human Animal Machine by Meghan O’Gieblyn

I’m really glad I read this book – a deep thinking look into what consciousness means in humans and whether that idea of consciousness can be seen in other things. What is the difference between the mind and the brain? Is it possible for machine to evolve to have consciousness? Have they done it already?

I liked that the author went into the history and different schools of thought behind the topic. In the end notes the author claims that she is writing this book as a layman, but it is so well thought out and researched that I don’t think you can classify her as that.

One unique point that is repeatedly brought up is that the author attended a religious university and was brought up as a religious fundamentalist – and ended up losing her faith while studying. This gives her a unique viewpoint into the different theories out there, and also shows the ability to change her opinion based on what new information or arguments that she comes across.

This book is pretty deep and covers a lot of ground. I especially enjoyed reading about her thoughts on robots and AI chatbots, and the predilection of humans to prematurely think of things as living organisms (in their own image).

Also there was a good section on the idea of the internet as an evolution of human consciousness. If users are like neurons, and viral memes and messages are like neurons forming links and pathways that lead to memory and knowledge – you might be able to say the internet is a conscious organism.

Finally the section on algorithms (and AI) was interesting as it seems like more and more the algorithms are unexplainable to humans. At some point do we need to just give up trying to explain how they work? To give up and enjoy the ride? At the rate of the expansion in complexity, it might already be too late.

I like books that make me think about things in different ways, so this was a very enjoyable read for me. It was a little bit challenging in terms of the use of academic/technical terms, and sometimes I thought ideas and schools of thought were over-labeled and therefore possibly over-simplified. Still – if there reader wants to dig deeper the author left plenty of threads to pull on.

Next I am reading The Lost Supper by Taras Grescoe.

Books: Leave the World Behind by Rumaan Alam

This book takes a unique approach to give a message to the reader. It starts out with a family going on vacation, staying at a nice AirBnB rental in Long Island, far from the city and their daily stresses.

Then the writer introduces some complications, slowly and then more quickly, and we watch how the people involve navigate this increasingly complex social situation. In the end the message is pretty clear, without being beat over the head with it. It is kind of like a horror story in that scary things are happening, but the stakes are different from your normal horror story.

The writing style of this book is slightly on the side of poetic, with plenty of repetition to illustrate points, and an odd insistence on the use of brand names – this choice becomes clearer later on.

I liked how things developed in this story without getting bogged down in details. Things happen that are completely unexpected and there is an allusion to the source but we don’t need to spend a lot of time and energy to concretely link the source with the result. It is enough to say that the source is the root issue here in this book.

I’m struggling to describe the book without giving away the premise. I just worry that the people that need to receive the message the author is broadcasting here are probably the ones who won’t get it.

Next I am reading God, Human, Animal, Machine by Meghan O’Gieblyn.

Books: Spook Street by Mick Herron

This series is really good. The stakes aren’t always end of the world, but the character writing and the introduction of new characters seems to keep things fresh.

As usual there is plenty of witty dialogue, that is clever and funny. Sometimes it is a little over the top but it seems to be in service to the characters, and is plenty entertaining.

I’m enjoying these books as fast-moving distractions, and I think there are still a few left in the series.

If there is anything to complain about it might be the author’s reliance on the cliffhanger, which in turn relies on the reader not being able to see the situation, only read about it. Some events in this particular book couldn’t be done without this trick – it’ll be interesting to see if they can adapt it to the TV series.

Next I am reading Leave the World Behind by Rumaan Alam.

Books: Devil in a Blue Dress by Walter Mosley

This was the first book in a detective series that I haven’t read before. It is an unusual take on the private detective theme, with a black man getting started in the business (through no fault of his own) back in 1948.

What I liked about this was that it was an opportunity to spotlight racial issues (both then and now) and even though the book is 30 years old it still holds up well.

The main character is extremely likable – not overly tough and with a sidekick that seems more dangerous than Hawk from Spenser – just on the edge of uncontrollable.

It is a relatively short book but I may get back to the series later on if I have a chance. Excellent!

Next I am reading Spook Street by Mick Herron.

A Taiwan Weekend

A while back Yoshi decided that he was going to Taiwan for a short vacation, and he was drumming up support. The more people that came meant that we could order more food and try more dishes. I agreed on the spot, and after some adjustments to the schedule Kuniko was in, too. Unfortunately we couldn’t get Mamiko on this trip, but with three people we could still eat widely.

The way the trip worked was that we’d all fly there together on the same plane, but Yoshi would stay a few days longer than us. We got up early on Friday and picked him up on our way to Kansai Airport. We parked at Terminal 2, where Peach airlines is based. There wasn’t much open at the airport while we were there, but I think we were used to the inconvenience of Kansai International. We did manage to get a couple of coffees, though. Yoshi even had a sandwich, although we were thinking ahead to all the eating that we were going to do and abstained.

It was a two and a half hour flight to Taipei, and a pretty smooth journey through immigration and customs. I changed some Japanese yen to Taiwan dollars – and it worked out that I changed 10,000 yen and didn’t have quite enough cash for the three days that we were there. Next time I should exchange a little more if the rate is the same.

Traveling with Yoshi is always really easy. He is up for whatever and always is game for anything we want to eat, drink or do. He had some trouble with his SIM card that he had bought in Japan – and unfortunately we couldn’t get it working. He was doing it the old fashioned way, which isn’t a bad thing at all. Kuniko used her SIM the most to guide us around and find what we were looking for at the time. My job was just to make decisions and pay for things that we ate, which suited me just fine.

We started our eating odyssey with a trip to have the ja-ja men (spicy udon noodle bowl) – it was our third time here and it was just as good as I remembered. The restaurant is located down one of those mysterious alleyways that seem to be everywhere in major cities of Taiwan. We ordered the large size of noodles which seemed like the right decision at the time – but it was a lot of food. And we had some boiled dumplings on top of that – wow.

But that kind of set the tone for the trip and we ate plenty of different foods. We had some shaved ice, Taiwanese style. Kuniko had a big Nagano grape flavored one, and we all shared a kinmokusei (osmanthus) one that really was unusual. I vowed to buy some osmanthus syrup when I returned to Japan. The shaved ice place we found was in a sort of Japan tribute style, and the nice staff gave us free drinks of soymilk tea, yum.

During our trip everyone tried to speak Chinese to Kuniko, so she had a hard time of it. Occasionally they spoke Japanese – Japan is a very popular country in Taiwan. Mostly we tried English, but usually we started out with confusion as Kuniko had to explain to them they she didn’t understand whatever it was they were saying.

The weather in Taipei was pretty warm, quite humid, and just what you’d expect from a tropical country. We were sweating a lot, but since it was sweating in service to finding great food we didn’t really mind. A sprinkle of rain occurred every now and then but we managed to be inside when it happened.

We had a chance to hit Din Tai Fung, something we usually only get to do when traveling through Kuala Lumpur airport. We introduced Yoshi to the molten salted egg yolk buns – a Din Tai Fung must-eat dish.

Later we took a train to the Shilin Night Market, to try more and more varieties of foods. The underground food court that we like was closed for renovations, but we were able to eat well walking around the other parts of the market. Here we had an oyster omelette, hot lamb noodles (hot here meant temperature more than spice – unbelievably hot!), and oyster soup with ginger. At another place we managed to get a table and have stinky tofu – this time fried hard and served with a spicy sauce.

After the market we went back to our respective hotels – Yoshi’s was a little farther away from the station than ours. Our hotel was very Chinese – it had the clean yet anything but comfy vibe that we’ve seen elsewhere in China. Still it was spacious and was comfortable enough.

Our next day was a travel day to the southern city of Tainan. Before we organized our tickets we went out for a traditional Chinese breakfast – egg/scallion pancakes, some pork buns, and egg flour pancake, shared between us. We each had our own drink – mainly soy-based soup. I went with iced peanut soup and it was so good…

Travel that day was a little tricky because of the national holiday weekend – National Day for Taiwan. We had to stand for part of the journey on the Taiwan High Speed Train. This was our first time riding it and it was a little special for me since my company built the train and exported it to Taiwan. The bullet train was almost exactly the same as the one running in Japan, but still it was cool to try it out.

We have been to Taipei a few times but never outside of it, so the city of Tainan was interesting. The city had a slightly different vibe – sort of what I imagine Japan was like in the 1970s. It was not quite as developed as Taipei, but still a buzzing city with plenty of activity. We got around mainly on foot, only occasionally using an Uber/taxi.

We ate well here too – starting with some steamed rice rolled up in pandan leaves. We were smarter here and ordered only one to share so that we could try other foods, too. We also had a bowl of noodles that was kind of simple but still good – almost dry noodles with the texture of spaghetti. We were also able to order cold beers, and Kuniko had a tea that turned out to be quite sweet – it was hard to find non-sweet drinks that weren’t beer.

Next stop was another noodle place, this time specializing in Yi Mein noodles. We didn’t really know how to order so we chose things from a picture menu. Here we had some great stuff! The Yi Mein noodles had an interesting texture, sort of like a ribbon that was curled along the edge. There was also some kind of transparent potato noodles in a spicy broth with peanuts. We had pork wontons in spicy oil, and some wonton soup. In addition we had chunks of chilled pork in a sauce that had raw garlic chunks floating around. Oh, yeah!

Here we discovered that some restaurants had a minimum order amount per person – here it was 100 Taiwanese dollars. We didn’t realize it so the poor lady at the counter had to try to explain it to use. She wasn’t confident with English but she researched on her computer and got the point across. She even translated the word for pickles when she brought a cold plate of free pickled radish for us.

Around Tainan we did a little bit of sightseeing but not much. It was a food-focused trip. One place we did spend time to see was the Hayashi Department Store, filled with traditional and nostalgic items and gifts. It also had an old feel, like stepping into Japanese/Taiwan colonial history.

As we walked around Tainan we ran across festivals and big groups playing traditional music and pushing around mikoshi shrines. It seemed to be gumming up traffic but since we weren’t driving it didn’t affect us much. We avoided one big group by diving into a shaved ice place. Mango was out of season but we could try others – a mixed fruit ice that was excellent, and a green tea and azuki bean one that was just so-so.

Yoshi had wanted to see the sunset so we went out to Yuguang island to get to the beach. We took an Uber but due to all the traffic it took a long time for them to arrive. We got to the beach in time for the sunset, but unfortunately the clouds kind of hid it away. Yoshi seemed happy to be there, and it was interesting to see all the young people gathering at the beach – it was a social scene. I felt the water and it was quite warm, but the waves and surf looked pretty violent – not a good place for swimming.

We had trouble at this point because the location was so out of the way that we couldn’t get an Uber out of there. In the end we had to walk for about 30 minutes towards town before a taxi would consent to pick us up. It was good to walk around and we had plenty of time to crack jokes and pray for transportation. We passed a wedding place but decided not to crash it looking for help. Finally Uber came through and we caught a ride to another night market.

Night markets are sort of like the country fair in America, except it happens almost every night. We walked through stands of goods, games, etc until we got to the food area. In between the stands there were tables that had some connection to the stands – if you ordered from them then you could sit there. We had lots of good stuff here.

We had two(!) bowls of duck over noodles with salted bamboo shoots – one of the bowls was the price for sitting down at a table. Also we had some bifun noodles, three skewers of fried egg slices (one skewer also had sausage which was a nice breakfast touch). Also we had scallion dumplings, but the big hit was steamed dumplings filled with pork. They were a unique texture and shape, and they came with a big smear of garlic – so good. Not sure what they are called but they were memorable and delicious.

We were ready to grab another taxi back to our hotel, but Yoshi suggested a nice walk through town and I was really glad he did. It was much more interesting and scenic. I think in my mind I remembered that we had arrived by taxi so we should leave the same way, but it turned out to be way more fun to walk it. The weather was comfortable and cool by that time. I have lots of great photos from the walk back.

This time our hotel was a little boutique hotel hidden behind a furniture shop. When we were checking in I could meet their cute little dog who was totally friendly, and our room was not so big but much more comfortable. The only problem we had was that there was some staff/guest/family member on the same floor who was talking loudly on an outside balcony – their voice carried through the whole floor and her creepy cackling laughter or scream sometimes was disturbing (in every sense of the word).

On our last day we met up with Yoshi (whose hotel entrance was actually inside of a Family Mart convenience store) and tried to get some traditional beef soup. On our way to the restaurant (which turned out to be closed) we passed a shop that had a skinny old guy wearing a Japanese schoolgirl uniform with a miniskirt smoking a cigarette. We exchanged nods as we passed and Kuniko told me later that he almost caused a car accident from people slowing to see what the hell was going on with this dude.

Since we struck out on the beef soup we decided to head on the train back to the high speed rail station (a 20 minute ride on an old nostalgic-style train through the countryside). There we separated from Yoshi – he was going to move on to another town for a little more travel. We had some time before our return train, so we went into the next door outlet shopping center for a bite to eat.

There we struck gold – a Taiwanese conveyor belt restaurant. We ordered based on the English translation of our phone on the online menu, and the food was delivered by little trains that moved along an upper track. On the lower track appetizers rotated around. It was an interesting system that we haven’t seen outside of the sushi conveyor belt chains of Japan.

There was some good food, too. We had a spicy omelette in a red sauce that was fried up until puffy, some more boiled pork dumplings with ginger, steamed dumplings, and a splendid dish of truffle rice with red beef and konbu.

This restaurant took a long time for the food to come up (by robot train) and we were just starting to worry about missing our train. Luckily everything came pretty quickly together and we were fine. Finally when it was time to pay we couldn’t figure out how to cash out, and caused some minor trouble with the staff. I love this state of total confusion – even though it was probably stressful for the staff.

The return train trip was easier since we had reservations and comfortable seats, and I drank a leftover can of Taiwan beer as we went along. Kuniko was showed some good thinking and discovered that if we got off the train a little earlier we could save time getting to the airport, so that worked out great. Once again we were eating at the airport – sliced pork served with a heavenly garlic sauce, and a big bowl of mushroom porridge with fried garlic. Wow!

Our return flight to Japan was delayed enough that we scored some food coupons, and so it was more food near the gate – braised beef noodles, and a sautéed pork dish that was served in one big piece – impossible to eat without chopsticks. We were able to get a plastic knife from the staff, and then everything was OK.

Everywhere in Taiwan seems to be over-air conditioned, but nowhere more than the International Airport. We were lucky to be alive, even after wearing all our long pants and overshirts. We had to make a run to the coffee shop for hot beverages while we waited for our plane. What is the deal with the super high powered air conditioning in Taiwan? I’m sure the Japanese air conditioner companies are happy about it.

One weird thing was that as we sat down in our seats on the plane, we noticed that the three people sitting across the aisle were the same people from our flight over. What were the odds of that? Our delayed flight put us back into Japan after midnight, and we drove home through the rain and around the tight corners, pulling into our house around 2 am. It was a long day but worth it to sleep in our own bed again!

Thanks to traveling with Yoshi we could eat a lot of great foods, and it was hard to choose what we liked the best. I think it will be a while before we are traveling in Taiwan again – we want to hit some other Asian destinations in the near future – but this trip was just what we needed.

Books: Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros

This book should have been right up my alley but it turned out to be a pretty bad one – and I’m not sure why I persevered through to the end.

I heard that it features dragons prominently, so that was the initial hook. I really liked the books by Naomi Novik, so I thought I’d check this one out.

What the hell?

More of a horny romance book full of tropes lifted from the likes of Harry Potter, Hunger Games, and Twilight. Dialogue written like a people are teenagers, laced with pop-culture expressions and social issues from 2023 USA. An over-the-top sexualization and objectification of the male romantic interest – and page after page of description of his physical traits. Would this be acceptable if the main character was so focused on the physical traits of a female interest?

From a story point of view I thought it would be much more interesting to focus on the relationship between the dragon and the rider – Novik’s books do this so well – where here the dragon is sort of the background to the main character’s attraction/lust.

So if you’re in the market for a well-written book with dragons that doesn’t treat you like a teenager, Naomi Novik’s series with Temeraire is what I recommend. Skip this one.

Next I am reading Devil In A Blue Dress by Walter Mosley.

Books: Maangchi’s Real Korean Cooking by Maangchi

I recently read a book (Crying in H Mart) that featured a lot of delicious-sounding Korean foods, and I realized that although I love eating Korean food in Korea or elsewhere, I often didn’t recognize the dishes by name, or else I knew only the Japanese name for them.

So I did a little digging and found this book available at my library. The cook/Youtube star that wrote it is also featured in the Crying in H Mart book, so it seemed appropriate.

This cookbook seems pretty clear and simple, which is a good thing. There isn’t too much background or personal history, just a focus on making the food as best you can. I was a little worried with a title that promises “real Korean cooking” – what does “real” mean here? It is sort of a loaded term like “authentic”. There isn’t much sermonizing, but there are of cultural rules she mentions. I appreciate the insights into culture but coming from someone in a cross-cultural relationship it felt a little weird.

I bookmarked a bunch of recipes to try out, though, so I can’t wait to get into the kitchen and cook ‘em up.

Next I am reading Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yaros.