"If home is where the heart is, then I would like to cut my heart into tiny pieces and disperse them across all the spaces I call home. This is obviously an impractical and fatal solution. In Macansantos’ stories, however, home is a multisensory experience, memories that elicit an aching feeling. A feeling affectionately found in the unwarranted comment of 'You’ve gained weight!' as a greeting, the rekindling of old friendships in a foreign land, and the jumbled scents of 'steamed corn, roasted peanuts, car exhaust and newly washed hair'."
Read the review here and the rest of the issue where it appears, entitled Aroha (meaning "love" in Te Reo Maori), here.