Alek stared at the menu suspiciously. He smelled marinara sauce and a trap.
“Welcome to Trattoria dell’Arte. My name is Lizzy. Can I start you off with something to drink?” The waitress was young, maybe a college student already home for the summer, with a kind, round face framed by bangs that curled up at the bottom. Alek pitied her. She had no idea what she was in for.
“What bottled water do you have?” Alek’s mother asked, while his father and brother inspected the menu like enemy drones searching for their opponents’
"Feel-good, bubblegum romance . . . hand this one to those who've already gone through Levithan's Boy Meets Boy and Kluger's My Most Excellent Year." - BCCB
"Barakiva's first novel is at once a sweet-spirited love story...the Armenian content adds flavor and texture.." - Booklist
"The story will appeal to both young people who are just discovering their own sexuality and readers who enjoy a good budding romance." - School Library Journal
"Barakiva’s debut is well-wrought and realistic . . . and it’s entertaining." - Kirkus Reviews
“Barakiva avoids stereotypes and clichés to create a sweet portrait of nascent adolescent love between two boys growing up and finding themselves (with some help from nearby New York City).” —Publishers Weekly