Lessons in Chemistry

This book was not at all what I expected it to be and I don't know how to feel about it. I loved Six-thirty and Walter. I liked the show and the relationship between Mad and the priest. I don't think I formed enough of a connection to Calvin to feel anything about his death. Elizabeth Zott was frustrating at times. I think it's weird that there was more about rowing in this book than chemistry... This book was marketed as funny, but with hard-hitting issues. I feel like there weren't any funny moments though. There were sad moments and rage inducing moments, but the humor wasn't there for me. The quirky aspects written in were more cringey than funny. So many bad things kept happening in succession and sprinkling a snarky neighbor or a genius daughter in isn't enough to bring that around. Elizabeth also was shut down for the whole book to the point of being a robot until she said something awkward or spieled about injustice. I feel like I'm still searching for the plot. Maybe if everything except Suppers at 6 was edited out I would have liked it better.
If we could all agree to stop writing unnecessarily descriptive SA scenes in books that are supposed to be “funny feminist reads”, that would be great.