Evelyn Shakir's witty, wise, and beautifully written memoir explores her
status as an Arab American woman, from the subtle bigotry she faced in
Massachusetts as a second-generation Lebanese whose parents were not
only foreign but eccentric, to the equally poignant blend of dislocation
and homecoming she felt in Bahrain, Syria, and Lebanon, where she taught
American literature to university students. She effortlessly combines
personal anecdote with cultural, political, and historical background,
and is incapable of stereotyped thinking: one of the book's many
pleasures is the diversity she finds among the people she encounters in
the Middle East, including not only students, but cab drivers,
storekeepers, and the guys who make the spinach pies at the bakery down
the street from her apartment. As Shakir explores her own identity, she
leads the reader to an appreciation of the richness and complexity of
being Arab American (or any mixed heritage) in an increasingly small
world.