Laugh-out-loud funny, emotionally charged, and highly relatable across a wide spectrum of issues and ages...An engaging, entertaining read. -- Hippocampus Magazine"e;Lemon pie, if done right, should hurt just a little. When you eat lemon pie, the tartness should make your tongue and your brain do a tiny wince, but then the cloud of meringue melts it away. The slice needs to be ice cold and paired with a cup of very hot black coffee, which is served in a thick white mug. This is the pie I had in a small diner in North Carolina, and it made me want to cry..."e;In this hilarious and deeply honest memoir, Dana Bowman asks the question, "e;How do I stay sober while menopausal?"e; As she reckons with aging, sober parenting, and how she accidentally fell into food addiction while on her second book tour, she offers a story that is both relatable and real, and it just might include a recipe for pie.Veering off her sober path and into the world of food addiction and binge-eating, Dana Bowman found herself unable to stop. Menopause - food addiction's bitchy sister - made her feel invisible. Then the isolation and fear of a global pandemic layered on top of everything, as she sank into doom-scrolling and frenetic over-exercising. Eventually, her higher power seemed to throw up her hands and say, "e;Ok. It's time to deal."e; There was plenty of whining about cupcakes, but slowly, she got better.And then she had to write about it. So here we are.