I'm still not sure what all I think about Michael Chabon's The Yiddish Policeman's Union. I mean, sure, what about a hardboiled detective novel set in a alternate history where, post-WWII, Jews settled not in Israel but in Alaska is not to love? Maybe it's the wordiness -- Chabon never uses one word where ten will do. And the words are good words, it's just that there are so many of them. I hit a real slow down a third of the way into the book and took a break to read two other books. Once I got back into it, the book flowed along, though.
FuzzyCo grade: B