I read cozy and historical mysteries, a bit of Paranormal/UF, and to mix it up, I read science and gardening books on occasion.
One of those beautiful, descriptive memoirs that make me want to sell everything I own for a house in France (or Italy) and a life of tranquility and luxurious food. Alas, selling everything I own would not be enough to fund my dream life-style and I don't like escargot.
But for 12 chapters, I got to live Peter Mayle's' life with him and that was good too.