From the blurb, my impression was that the story would be driven by three female characters. But that’s not the case. The story starts with two female characters and continues for about 25%, then those two characters reappear at the very end of the story. The third character I’d say doesn’t have that distinct voice to be considered as one of the three leading voices. But as it turns out, for most of the part the voice belongs to one man and his family.

Manitoba, 1897. Despite warnings of Fiorella being a witch or madwoman, Mary, an Irish immigrant, becomes close friends with her. With three boys, the youngest one, Faolan, giving her the most joy. In her loveless and abusive marriage, Faolan keeps her spirits up.

Fiorella, an Italian immigrant and herbalist, before her husband hang himself she had people coming to her for medicine. Now, only when badly needed they come in secret. She hardly has food for one person, but when her only friend Mary comes she shares whatever she has.

I enjoyed Mary recalling her journey from Ireland to New York and their inspection at Ellis Island. Her innocent voice pulled me into the story right away. Fiorella with her broken English mixed with Italian and some wisdom made me laugh. “Winnipeg. Sound to me like name for cow or pig, not for big city.” I enjoyed those two characters so much that I was looking forward to the third distinct voice and those three women leading the story.

Then for most of the part the voice belongs to Faolan. He comes back from France in 1918 and moves to Ontario where the story continues from 1923.

Toward the middle of the story, with his wife Primrose talking a lot about family it slows the pace of the story.

Even when it switches between her and him in the second part it continues to have a slower pace. It picks up only with a new voice of a new teacher. But because I felt engaged then disengaged, overall the second part didn’t hold my interest as much as the first part of the book. And for those reasons, this is more of a 3.5 star read.

The time period is well presented through everyday life affected by two WWs, when jobs are scarce and by living in remote areas.

I enjoyed the author’s way with words, “I couldn’t just put a candy in my mouth and expect sweetness to pop out.” So she says it as she truly feels.

The writing is certainly of a very talented writer. I’d definitely reach for her second book when it comes out.

I enjoyed If Tenderness Be Gold. It has the slow-paced world-building of some of my favourite Canadian authors. The landscape of this book is just as important as the characters. This makes the plot somewhat slow at times, which I'm not sure every reader will appreciate, but I felt the pacing mostly worked, and there was interesting exploration of themes like resiliency and connection.

While I generally enjoyed the pacing, some parts of the book felt a bit choppy to me. There are some transitions that might make sense in hindsight, but in the initial reading they are rather jarring. I also didn't love the ending. I saw it coming sooner than I would have liked, so elements that were maybe supposed to feel surprising didn't. It also felt like a forced tidy resolution that didn't suit the rest of the book.

Overall, I liked this book. The ending wasn't the strongest aspect of Albanese's writing, but I think that the rest of the book builds a world worth exploring.

Thank you to Net Galley and Latitude 46 Publishing for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.

Thank you to Latitude 46 Publishing for sending the book (via Netgalley).

I have conflicting feelings about this one. There is quite a bit going for it, but there are also parts where I felt it wandered around way too aimlessly before reaching the end that I knew was coming. It was that ending that I wished was fleshed out more, or had a better part throughout the book.

It's beautifully written. There is no doubt there, although I am conflicted in some of those parts too. The manner of speaking in broken English by the Italian woman, Fiorella and of Primrose's mother, the Scottish woman became trying at times.

This starts out strong with the story of Mary Moore. She makes Fiorella promise to take care of her baby girl after she's born because she knows she won't survive the birth, and she does not want this baby raised by her husband. Fiorella whisks the baby away at the birth and then we never hear about the baby, or Fiorella, until much, much later and towards the very end of the book.

There was a lot of discussion about buttons throughout. In the PDF version I read, a picture of a button was at the start of every chapter. However meaningful these buttons were to Mary Moore that were stated at the beginning of the book, that too fell away and there was never a real solid connection sewn throughout the story for the mention of other buttons. It just kind of hung there by a thread.

Right after the start with Mary Moore we begin to follow her youngest son Faolan into WWI. This part as well was very nice to read, and there were only very tiny, tiny hints of threading together what happened on the night of the birth of his sister and the death of his mother. There were so faint it again felt like they were just hanging there by a thread.

Then we hear for many, many pages the life of Faolan and his wife Primrose and their many children. This is where it meandered and wandered and was a trying part for me. Where was this story going? Where is this story meant to take us? We are wandering aimlessly here for 100s of pages!

Finally, at the very end, the true story of what happened to Faolan's baby sister comes to be told. I think the reader knew all along and it was a real shame that we never got to hear more, we never had this parallel story running alongside Faolan's life, about this girl named Mary Violet before her mother passed. This is where I felt great sadness, because I felt there was so much more potential there but it fell far too short for me.

Mary Moore traveled to the new land on a ship from Ireland with her ten siblings, Mammy and Da. Many "...made their graves of the salt water seas, overcome with typhus...". Mary snipped buttons from coats, dresses and sweaters, one button for each family member lost. She cut the threads from five mother-of-pearl buttons from her Mammy's dress. "From that day onward, I kept the buttons in safekeeping not parting with a single keepsake-until the day I gave Fiorella three buttons from my mother's dress."

Aspen Bluff, Manitoba, 1897. Fiorella lived in a "tumbledown farm...a clothesline was stretched alongside the length of the woebegone house with dried herbs, flowers, and branches with berries...". Gossip mongers called her "the Italian Witch". Both Mary and Fiorella felt alone in the world. Mary said,"no matter what others thought of her, she found a friend in me...I now had a friend, a true friend who changed my outlook from bleak to buoyant."

Discovering that she was pregnant, Mary shared her news with husband, James. James had "great love of the bottle...turns to whisky for comfort...how do I know [the baby] is mine?" Mary decides, "...I'll return to the herb woman. I'll soak up her tenderness, as the earth draws in the rain." James insisted that their youngest son, Faolan, accompany her to the Italian herbalist's shack "as his spy".

Fearful of the upcoming spring birth, Mary begs Fiorella for assurances. She does not fear a miscarriage but her own demise. Fiorella promises not only to attend the birth but to ensure the newborn's safety. "I make promise to Maria...But I no like this promise. This promise have one part angel, one part devil."

Twenty years later, in Autrecourt-et-Pourron, France, Faolan awakened in a room decorated with blue linen curtains, his right leg "cocooned...in a hot soaked woolen blanket". "To keep myself from going down a tunnel of fear, I picture my life before the madness of war...[he] tried to conjure up the sights and sound of the farm back home." What really happened on the night when his mother, Mary birthed a baby, a difficult delivery performed by Fiorella and Scottish midwife, Mrs. Watts?

"If Tenderness Be Gold" by Eleanor Albanese is a work of historical fiction relating a promise made in 19th Century Manitoba with ramifications well into 20th Century Ontario. The generational ripples are conveyed by well fleshed out characters. It is an excellent read I highly recommend.

Thank you Latitude 46 Publishing and Net Galley for the ARC in exchange for my honest review.

This gentle tale begins in Ontario and Manitoba in the late 19th century with an Irish mother who dies during childbirth. She has befriended an Italian herbalist who is considered a witch by many of the townspeople. This unlikely friendship has elements that span the subsequent generations with unintended consequences. Easy to read and told from multiple viewpoints, this is an engaging story.

There is something familiar and comforting about Albsnese's 'If Tenderness Be Gold", it feels almost as if a loved one is singing to you sleep with an old beloved hymn.

Gentle, rhythemic writing about the hardships of life, of familial hardships, of death, of questioning of humanity, of generational secrets that leave behind the scars of those that came before us.

You will also celebrate new life, and of winter giving way to the blooms of spring, of lost last understandings, and the glorious reunification of loved ones. The pages of life are stained with tears of heartbreak as well as tears of joy, as will the pages of If Tenderness Be Gold, as you mourn along side Primrose and rejoice along side Jerome.

'If Tenderness Be Gold' envelops you in open arms, into generations of families as they live out their lives in rural Canada; as the chapters slip by and the pages come to an end, in the hush of reading it's final words, you'll find that you're right where you needed to be, you find that your heart is welcomed home.

Thank you to Netgalley and Latitude 46 Publishing for an advanced copy of If Tenderness Be Gold in exchange for my honest review.

I received this from Netgalley.com for a review.

An Irish mother, an Italian herbalist, and a Scottish midwife come together on a night of a difficult birth.

A rather slow moving story but it does come together at the end. Nice pictation of what life was like in late 1800-early 1900 Canada.

2.75 stars