Miguel Lienzo is a handsome Jewish commodities trader in
Amsterdam in the 1600s, having fled Portugal during the Inquisition. Who knew there was a stock exchange back
then? Miguel is now living on the edge,
having lost everything and then some in the sugar trade. Living with his brother and his brother’s beautiful
wife, Miguel cooks up a scheme with a mysterious widow, Geertruid, to recover
and surpass his previous fortune. The
big questions are whether or not Miguel’s plan for manipulating the price of
coffee will work and whether his partners are trustworthy. Constantly fending off his creditors, he
never seems to become frantic, despite consuming excessive amounts of coffee, being
hounded by a destitute and disgruntled client, and managing not to cross the
Ma’amad--a Jewish Council that prohibits doing business with gentiles. Meanwhile, he may be falling in love with his
brother’s wife, who doesn’t realize that the coffee beans have to be
brewed. She eats the berries raw. Whoa!
That’s hardcore. There are a few
twists and turns, especially at the end, and even some suspense, but, although Miguel
may be full of coffee-induced energy, the pace of the novel is agonizingly
slow. This book was not my cup of tea,
perhaps because I’m not a coffee drinker.
Maybe some caffeine would have helped me plow through it with more
enthusiasm.
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