Finding this book was like stumbling upon pure gold. I want to be Mike O'Connor's literary agent. This book should make millions. From the setting (Ireland), to the characters (clerical/outlandish and irreverent), to the names (Bishop, Patrick St. Patrick: butler, William Yates: proto-typical American, A.C. Deasey: Italian Cardinals, Luigi Pizzeria and Pepperoni Botticelli: patron saint, Saint Delia the Dyslexic), to the story's common thread (the frenetic and oft-times hilarious scheming of an entrepreneurial and quite randy parish priest), this story moves at breakneck speed via some of the most well-crafted dialogue ever put to a page. The only people who will not enjoy the story are those who can neither read nor laugh; all others beware. If you start this book be sure your calendar is clear for the couple hours it will take to complete it, as you will be riveted to its every word. Congratulations, Mr. O'Connor, well done, well done indeed. Exercise your dominant hand, sir. You'll need the strength for all the autographs you'll be signing.
(reviewed the day of purchase)