3 stars because it was overall enjoyable but I would only recommend it to patient readers with an interest in autobiographies. This book is, among other things, a harrowing portrayal of watching someone you love slowly die.

The book didn't 100% land for me, and I struggled getting through the first quarter or so. Something about the writing style didn't quite click for me. That said, deeper into the book, the story and emotions carried me through. I ended up reading most of this book in one day, realizing far too late that this is Japanese Breakfast's autobiography (and I'm glad it wasn't marketed as such). That said, it's motivated me to listen to more Japanese Breakfast.

I'd recommend picking this book up if you can stomach graphic depictions of slow death and grief, are interested in immigration-related nostalgia, and enjoy the ways in which food can carry emotions and memories.