Boozy Books: The Sex Lives of Cannibals

Hey there, hi there, ho there, fabulous readers! Welcome to Boozy Books Friday, official home of Nerd Cactus’ literary wine/alcohol pairings. I don’t know about you, but I’ve had a pretty long week and am sorely in need of said booze. Dealing with hordes of small children is EXHAUSTING. Yup, that’s right, during the summer months this performer teaches dance at (what else?) a performing arts summer camp. Happily, the schedule is simple and straightforward, so now I (mostly) know what day of the week it is! This is because I now look forward to my “weekends”. So this is what it’s like outside of theatre life…

With all that being said, let’s get to the main event, the reason we’re all here, the start of our collective weekend! We’ve previously expressed that coming up with new Boozy Book pairings has become harder as we run down the list of our obvious choices. Today, I looked through my shelves of books and was completely uninspired. But then my super cool mom suggested that I think about what DRINKS I haven’t paired yet. I’ve never worked backwards like this, but it totally worked. I settled on the fruity, rum-filled, weather-inspired, island-favorite drink known simply as a hurricane. So now that you know what you’ll be drinking… what are you reading? Drumroll please!


Enter: The Sex Lives of Cannibals by J. Maarten Troost. This laugh-out-loud travelogue is the perfect summer read. The book documents the adventures of the author and his girlfriend during the two years they spent living on the Tarawa atoll in the Pacific island nation of Kiribati. The book is absurd and eye-opening and utterly hysterical from start to finish. The author relates difficulties with electric and water shortages, the story of the “Great Beer Shortage”, and the time he witnessed a local shitting in the ocean as he was taking a swim. The book provides some educational aspects and you’ll find yourself fascinated by this tiny strip of land that’s so far removed from civilization that getting a subscription to the New Yorker is practically impossible. Give it a read, I guarantee you’ll be entertained!

Until next time,



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