One Potato Review

Old story: a poet wants to move to Paris. In Maira Kalman’s imagining, that poet is Max Stravinsky, dreamer, socialite, dog. This narrative meanders jazzily – through rooomates and poems and musicians and upside-down architects and candy importers, the words slipping sideways between them, because that is the communal spirit of this book. It works. It sings. It flies.