Occasionally a writer comes along who seems able to turn every domestic triumph and tear, every dinner concocted, co-sleep endured and I.P.A. swallowed (or not) — in other words, the ordinary stuff of first-world life — into material rife with wit, humor and soul-bearing openness ... Newman...is that sort of writer ... Slim, engrossing ... Impassioned, crackling, vividly detailed writing ... A prominent theme is the passing of time: the loss of youth; the replacement of bodily desire, function and pleasure with the security and privilege, the joy and miracle, of long-term life and love ... Sweet, savory, tenderhearted.
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