Let me start by saying this book WRECKED me—in the best way possible. Annette Chavez Macias crafts a story so raw and real, you’ll feel like Gabby’s grief, anxiety, and eventual healing are your own. The way she portrays anxiety? Spot-on. As someone who’s battled it, Gabby’s struggles hit deep.

The premise—Gabby meeting her bio dad at her mom’s funeral—sounds like a soap opera, but Macias handles it with nuance. The small-town charm of Sonrisa, New Mexico? *Chef’s kiss.* The food descriptions (hello, family recipes!) had me craving enchiladas at midnight. And Diego, the mayor/doctor/handyman love interest? Adorable, if slightly unrealistic (but hey, it’s fiction!).

Now, the flaws: Gabby’s communication skills? Infuriating. Her refusal to acknowledge her mom’s lies or her dad’s efforts made me yell at the book. And the pacing wobbles—some townsfolk interactions felt rushed, while minor characters (looking at you, Chef Dean) overstayed their welcome.

But here’s why it shines: Gabby’s growth feels earned. Her bond with Raul over cooking? Heartwarming. The Mexican Revolution history woven in? Educational without being preachy. And that messy, imperfect ending? Refreshingly real.

Final verdict: 4/5. Not a fluffy romance, but a poignant exploration of family secrets and self-acceptance. Bring tissues—and maybe some abuela’s salsa.