Review Soy Sauce for Beginners

I picked up Soy Sauce for Beginners as part of the Kindle First program. For one, its a book about food. Secondly, the authors from Singapore, where I grew up. Any book from a Singaporean about food has got to be good, right?

One of the smartest people I know once said to me, "There are only two types of people who like Singapore: women, and foreigners." Its a deep insightful statement if you know Singapore well, but unfortunately, its clear that Kirstin Chen doesnt share that insight. The novel is about Gretchen, who at 30, discovers that her husband has been cheating on her and moves back to Singapore to take a break from her disastrous marriage.

She then plunges into her family business of making soy sauce, not as a relief from the mess of her life in San Francisco, but as a burden. Her white friend from her Stanford days joins her, and she starts dealing with her mothers alcoholism, dating as a soon-to-be-divorcee, and possible return to San Francisco. This could all have been interesting, but Gretchen engages in all the stereotypical behavior of an Asian woman you could think of, and no, Chen isnt making an ironic statement about it: shes just oblivious.

For instance, Gretchen only dates white guys. This is pretty common, but shes also oblivious enough to be proud that she was the first Asian woman her ex-husband dated. Shes then devastated that he cheats on her with another Asian woman. Her white friend in Singapore gets a lot of attention (as white people would), and Gretchen is appropriately jealous of her, but also without insight.

The references to food, the use of Singlish, and notes on the culture are somewhat appropriate. Theyre also divorced in general from how non-rich people live in Singapore. Theres a deep assumption that people get around in cars, which of course, isnt true in Singapore or any major Asian city. Theres no reference to the mass transit systems there, nor is there any reference to a single sympathetic Asian man other than the protagonists father. This gives you an idea of how skewed Chens world view is.

I should note that most Asian American fiction is essentially a body of work by Asian American women: very few Asian men are represented, so to some extent this is accepted and standard for a novel thats considered "literature" or "literary fiction." But life is short and you only have so much time for so many novels, so why read yet another standard Asian American novel?

Ultimately, the ending is predictable, as though written for a Singaporean audience, in complete contradiction, of course, to the authors real actual life. I wanted very much to like this book, but Im afraid I cannot recommend it as a good use of your time.

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