"I just couldn't believe you said you were fucking sick of cake," sulks Lot 1216: a scribbled note on a recipe card. Her Leonore is a cookery writer with a flair for baking, who picks up a column - "Cakewalk" – of her own. Like the heroine, Shapton works on the New York Times. It's a cute idea – Annie Hall (a sporadic allusion) meets confessional conceptual art – and Leanne Shapton brings it off in style. All in some way mark the beginning, flourishing and fall of a New York romance from 2002 to 2006. It takes the form of a mock-auction catalogue from a Manhattan sales house, and purports to offer a miscellany of lots with explanatory notes – flower petals to claret bottles, knickers to sunglasses, books to menus, postcards to photos. The full title would take up half a column, for this innovative and intriguing novel in captioned photographs marches under the wordy banner of Important Artifacts and Personal Property from the Collection of Lenore Doolan and Harold Morris, including Books, Street Fashion and Jewelry.
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