The first time I read this book, years ago, I thought it was so romantic and beautifully tragic. I even liked the movie! I recently re-read it, however, and all I could think was, well, 'blerg.' Tita was too much of a doormat for the majority of the story and Pedro was a selfish, shallow coward who basically used her adoration to shore up his own self esteem. Rosauria has no depth, and the cliche that is Mama is barely surface-scratched.
I wondered a bit at myself that I could have loved the book so much so many years ago, when the modern-day me found it completely over-the-top and melodramatic, full of unsympathetic characters I didn't like at all. I don't think I'm too terribly jaded in the rest of my life (or my reading), but when it came to this book, boy-oh-boy, did my opinion change.
I did still like Gertrudis, however. She was pretty bad ass :) Oh, and the recipes sound amazing.