There's a story behind this post.
Once upon a time, there was a girl named Amanda. It was spring break, and she, about 13 at that time, was at Barnes and Noble, her favorite bookstore. Browsing in the cookbook section, something caught her eye. It was David Lebovitz's newest book, Ready for Dessert. She flipped through those new, glossy pages and ohh and ahhed over it. However, the ohh's and ahh's abruptedly came to an end when she saw the price tag. It was wayy out of her budget. So, reluctantly, she put the book back, and continued her hunt for a cookbook filled with delicious pictures and recipes. She soon gave up. It was getting late, and she still had to go a few other places. Suddenly, Michel Roux's Pastry caught her eye. She repeated the whole ohh and ahh episode, and this time, she even approved of the price. It was much cheaper than the first book, so she bought it.