In the days following WWII, women were struggling to define themselves. The war gave them a taste of what it was like to be out there, working alongside men, and earning their own money. After the war, the growing consensus among women was to stay put no matter how much men wanted to see them go back into the kitchen. In Lucia, Lucia, Adriana Trigiani exudes the postwar giddiness of hope, and the promise of a safe and settled future set against the struggles of the temporarily-liberated, independent-minded woman. The book is by turns enchanting, exciting, nostalgic and full of the classiness of the early 1950’s when women didn’t leave the house unless they were turned out in their best versions of themselves. Read on….