![]() ![]() He slammed his fist into her chest and stomach. Instead of either walking out or staying to help my mother, he leaped at her and began punching her in a silent knot of rage. As he gets up to leave, her mother asks him to stay a little longer before going to work, and suddenly, Christensen writes, “something seemed to snap in his head. Then disaster shatters the morning idyll, in the form of Christensen’s father, who will go on to alternately appeal to and repel her for the next several decades, as ne’er-do-well fathers have a habit of doing. ![]() Sun streams in Christensen’s beautiful young mother and baby sister are also present the eggs, cooked to perfection by her mother and mixed up with pieces of buttered toast, are “so good, we’d lick the bowls clean.” The scene is Berkeley, California, in the 1960s, sometime in the third year of the author’s life, at the family breakfast table. Soft-boiled eggs make their first of several appearances in the opening paragraph of Kate Christensen’s memoir Blue Plate Special: An Autobiography of My Appetites (Doubleday, $27). ![]()
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