By day, I'm a domestic violence prosecutor. By night, I read romance to restore my faith in love, relationships, and humanity in general.
In good Lemony Snicket tradition, this holiday story contains a few too many unfortunate events to read to my very young sons (3 and 9 mos.) yet--the hero, a latke, gets fried in hot oil, runs away, kidnapped by an axe-wielding woodsman, and finally eaten--but my wife and I found it delightfully clever , and our boys will grow into it.