This book covers the author's early life as the daughter of a diplomat - 4 years in Japan, followed by China, New York, Bangladesh, with a short ocda in Burma.
All this is linked by reflections on "hunger". The term's stretched a bit - the book starts with a short philosophical consideration of Vanuatu, never desired by anyone because life there is too easy and there is no hunger, goes on to consider real hunger in China, but hunger for experience on the part of the author (largely ecstatic experience, whether the hunt for sweet things to eat, the pleasures of drinking water as a child in vast quantities, or of getting drunk freely as a child on alcohol) but also finally anorexia - not really a state of hunger at all.
Written with great delicacy and lightness of touch, the personal impressions of each place and brought vividly to life as is the emergent sensibility of the author. It's a book to read at one or two sittings and to re-read (to work out how the author has worked her magic on you).
Pain enters this story and harsh personal experience, but you would hardly think this as you read. It's a remarkable blend of distance from and sympathy with chilhood and adolescent experience and philosophical speculation on hunger that is ultimately not convincing, but that is never less than compelling as you read.
In short, highly recommended!