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From the #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Hotel Nantucket: After tragedy strikes, food blogger Hollis Shaw gathers four friends from different stages in her life to spend an unforgettable weekend on Nantucket.
Hollis Shaw’s life seems picture-perfect. She’s the creator of the popular food blog Hungry with Hollis and is married to Matthew, a dreamy heart surgeon. But after she and Matthew get into a heated argument one snowy morning, he leaves for the airport and is killed in a car accident. The cracks in Hollis’s perfect life—her strained marriage and her complicated relationship with her daughter, Caroline—grow deeper.
So when Hollis hears about something called a “Five-Star Weekend”—one woman organizes a trip for her best friend from each phase of her life: her teenage years, her twenties, her thirties, and midlife—she decides to host her own Five-Star Weekend on Nantucket. But the weekend doesn’t turn out to be a joyful Hallmark movie.
The husband of Hollis’s childhood friend Tatum arranges for Hollis’s first love, Jack Finigan, to spend time with them, stirring up old feelings. Meanwhile, Tatum is forced to play nice with abrasive and elitist Dru-Ann, Hollis’s best friend from UNC Chapel Hill. Dru-Ann’s career as a prominent Chicago sports agent is on the line after her comments about a client’s mental health issues are misconstrued online. Brooke, Hollis’s friend from their thirties, has just discovered that her husband is having an inappropriate relationship with a woman at work. Again! And then there’s Gigi, a stranger to everyone (including Hollis) who reached out to Hollis through her blog. Gigi embodies an unusual grace and, as it happens, has many secrets.
The Five-Star Weekend is a surprising and captivating story about friendship, love, and self-discovery set on Nantucket. It will be a weekend like no other.
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0316259187
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Publication date
February 12, 2024
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Your generation is both fragile and entitled, and no one is allowed to call you on it because you have been given the power to ruin a person’s career by pushing a few buttons.
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Praise for The Five-Star Weekend
"A dreamy Nantucket house party given by a meticulous hostess goes off the rails....The people in her books may screw up, but Hilderbrand always gets it right...Amazing."―Kirkus Reviews (starred)
"...a stunning, sun-drenched mix of romance and women’s fiction...This should become a beach bag staple."―Publisher's Weekly
"Hungry with Hollis is one of the internet’s hottest sites, but when Hollis’s husband dies in a car crash, her peppy posting flags. To cheer herself up, she curates the perfect house party with five close friends. Well, four close friends—and one follower she’s made a special connection with. Wait till she finds out just how special their connection is. If you aren’t already addicted to Hilderbrand’s Nantucket novels, there’s no time like the present."―Oprah Daily
“Hilderbrand's latest is dripping with her signature Nantucket details; the food descriptions alone are enough to get readers to book the next ferry. Readers will be transported both by the setting and the emotional drama as Hilderbrand sets up seemingly impossible odds, then manages a convincing happy ending…It's not officially summer without a novel from Hilderbrand, and she delivers exactly what her readers want—female friendship, family drama, and gorgeous descriptions of Nantucket.”  ―Booklist
Prologue: Nantucket
Another summer on the island is upon us and, as usual, we have a lot to talk about. Chef Mario Subiaco proposed to Lizbet Keaton on the widow’s walk of the Hotel Nantucket; there’s a camera crew filming out in Monomoy (Blond Sharon has it “on good authority” that it’s a limited series for Netflix); police chief Ed Kapenash has been admitted to the Nantucket Cottage Hospital after complaining of chest pain —and there’s a steamy debate about whether or not Nantucket should allow topless beaches. (We think of ourselves as progressive and sophisticated, but let’s face it—we’re not France.)
Then we hear a rumor that Hollis Shaw is hosting something she’s calling the “Five-Star Weekend” at her house in Squam.
This, of course, captures our full attention.
Hollis Shaw is something of a unicorn.
She started out life as one of us. She was the daughter of Tom Shaw, Nantucket’s busiest plumbing contractor, and Charlotte Shaw, a kindergarten teacher. When Hollis was a toddler, not quite two years old, Charlotte Shaw died of an aneurysm in the shower, and Tom Shaw was left to raise his daughter alone. But on this island, we pitch in—it takes a village!—and we all offered moral support as Hollis grew up. We watched her dance in ballet recitals, shoot free throws at the Boys and Girls Club, and cheer for her boyfriend Jack Finigan in the stands at the Nantucket Whalers football games. Hollis was a good student, an outstanding softball pitcher (the team won the state championship Hollis’s junior year and came in second her senior year), and a hard worker. The cottage out in Squam where she lived with her father was modest (though the land it sat on was worth a fortune), and as soon as Hollis was old enough, she kept house and cooked every night. She got a job opening scallops on Old North Wharf after school, and in the summers, she and her best friend, Tatum, waited tables at the Rope Walk.
In her senior year of high school, Hollis wrote what her English teacher Ms. Fox called “the best college essay I’ve read in thirty-one years.” It took the form of a letter to Hollis’s deceased mother, Charlotte. Dear Mom, it started, I think you would be proud of the way I turned out. Here are some of the reasons why.
It was bittersweet when Hollis decided to go to the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. We were proud of our girl—she received a full academic scholarship—but once she left, we missed her.
After graduating from college, Hollis moved to Boston, where she worked as the assistant food editor at Boston magazine and got to eat, on the magazine’s expense account, at all of the city’s “Best New Restaurants.” Eventually she met Harvard Medical School surgery resident Matthew Madden. They were married in Wellesley, bought a house in Wellesley, and raised their daughter, Caroline, in Wellesley.
When Hollis’s father, Tom, died in 2007, Hollis inherited the Squam property. Over the winter, we watched as the tiny cottage where Hollis had grown up was moved to the edge of the lot, and a gracious post-and-beam home was built in its place.
It’s official, we thought. Hollis Shaw has become a summer person. (But at least she was our summer person. After all, she could have immigrated to Martha’s Vineyard.) She joined the Field and Oar Club, where she played tennis; she volunteered at the Nantucket Book Festival; and on Sunday afternoons, we saw her at the Deck, sitting at one of the best tables along the railing above the Monomoy creeks, drinking rosé, and laughing with people we didn’t recognize.
Were we bothered that Hollis no longer acted or seemed like a local or that she came to the island only during the summer months and Stroll, with the occasional Thanksgiving and Daffodil weekend thrown in? The honest answer to that question was this: Some of us were bothered, while others were just happy that she was happy.
We were all, however, quick to claim Hollis as our own when she became internet-famous!
During the darkest days of the pandemic—when businesses closed and the stock market crashed and restaurants pivoted to takeout only and the death toll was rising, rising, rising—Hollis posted well-edited content on her then-modest food blog, Hungry with Hollis (at the time, it was a “food community” of 274 subscribers). Hollis filmed herself in her Wellesley kitchen making a meat-loaf sandwich with homemade refrigerator pickles on freshly baked Japanese milk bread. The video went viral. Just like the video of the Italian gentleman playing the violin for his neighbors on his balcony in Bologna, Hollis’s video struck a chord. The sandwich was elevated: the meat loaf was flecked with onions and herbs and topped with a rosy “special sauce”; the pickles were crisp, bright, and tangy; the Japanese milk bread—that Instagram darling—was pillowy but sturdy enough to maintain the integrity of the sandwich.
Was the sandwich time-intensive? Yes—but suddenly the world had nothing but time.
Was the sandwich cheap? Yes—four sandwiches could be made from merely seventeen dollars’ worth of groceries. And an “impossible” version could be made for vegans.
It was what everyone needed: comfort food that was aspirational.
Hollis’s modest food blog suddenly became immodest, flashy, even. In a week’s time, the blog’s newsletter had over half a million subscribers. Hollis added her recipe for creamy yellow tomato gazpacho and a shatteringly crispy fried chicken. The blog’s fans responded not only to the recipes but to Hollis herself. She became the best friend they all wished they had; she served up “everything is going to be okay” vibes. They loved that in her cooking videos, Hollis presented an unvarnished version of herself—wrinkles, freckles, a slight double chin. (The middle-aged women among them thought, Better her than me; I would never allow a camera to zoom in that close; the Millennials and Gen Zers thought, If she doesn’t want makeup, fine, but how about a polish-and-glow filter?) Hollis’s blond hair showed a touch of gray, and she styled it in a non-style: straight, parted down the middle, tucked behind her ears. Her neck always looked good. (What does she use on it, they wondered, and will she link the products somewhere?) She always wore a crisp cotton blouse (she had the same one in a rainbow of colors, though everyone agreed Hollis looked prettiest in the sky blue) with the starched collar flipped up and a pair of gold hoops the diameter of a quarter. Someone asked about the earrings, and she confided that they were a present from her father when she graduated from high school in 1987. Hollis’s fans lauded her for “keeping it real,” though they couldn’t help noticing her enormous diamond engagement ring (it must have been three carats!) and her diamond-and-sapphire wedding band.
After Hollis posted a video for a potato-and-white-cheddar tart with a crispy bacon crust, her blog’s newsletter broke the one-million-subscriber milestone. (Leave it to bacon!) With the help of her daughter, Caroline, who was a film student at NYU and extremely tech-savvy, Hollis started a website for the blog and added two features. The first, called Kitchen Lights, was an interactive map of the world. When someone was engaging with the website, a pinprick of light appeared on the map so that visitors to the site could imagine another cook in, say, Spokane, Washington, or Grand Island, Nebraska, standing in her or his kitchen mincing chives and parsley for Hollis’s tortellini salad.
The second feature, called the Corkboard, allowed Hollis’s faithful followers to leave messages, post recipes, review restaurants, critique cookbooks, and ask questions such as Why does Planters still include Brazil nuts in its mixed-nuts can when no one eats them? Hollis posted on the Corkboard herself once or twice a week, updating the community on her latest triumphs: She had been approached to design her own cookware, she had a book deal looming, there was talk of her own show, which would include not only cooking but lifestyle tips.
Yes, yes, yes! Hollis’s millions of fans wanted it all. They couldn’t get enough of our Hollis Shaw (and we were thrilled she’d kept her maiden name). Her life was so neat, so tidy, so blessed, and their lives improved simply by being Hollis-adjacent. Hollis had 1,670 newsletter subscribers from Nantucket (including her former English teacher Ms. Fox, who “always knew she would do big things”). In the summer of 2022, Hungry with Hollis was as popular as Wordle and the Wicked Island Bakery’s morning buns; we couldn’t go to the RJ Miller Salon or for drinks at the Ships Inn without hearing about Hollis Shaw.
She had become a bona fide Nantucket celebrity.
On Thursday, December 15, Ms. Fox is on the website looking for the easy holiday hors d’oeuvre recipes that Hollis promised to post—Ms. Fox has a Yankee swap to attend—when a new Corkboard message from Hollis pops up on her screen.
To the Hungry with Hollis community:
My husband, Matthew, passed away this morning unexpectedly. I need to ask for privacy as I grapple with this devastating tragedy. I’ll be stepping away from the website for a while, as I’m sure you’ll all understand. I hope to return at some point, though right now, I can’t imagine when.
Hold your loved ones close.
With gratitude, Hollis
Ms. Fox gasps. Oh no! What happened? She searches Matthew, husband of Hollis Shaw. She knows Hollis is married—those rings!—though Hollis never mentions her husband. (Ms. Fox and some of the others wish he were more present, like Ina Garten’s Jeffrey.) Whenever Ms. Fox thinks of Hollis with someone, she pictures the high-school boyfriend, Jack Finigan, with his cute dimples.
The next morning in the Nantucket Standard, we all see the obituary: “Summer Resident Dr. Matthew Madden Killed in Car Accident.” There are also notices in the Boston Globe (“Renowned MGH Surgeon and Harvard Med Professor Killed in One-Car Accident in Wellesley”) and the New York Times (“Dr. Matthew Madden, Leading Cardiac Surgeon and International Lecturer, Dead at 55”).
Ms. Fox wants to reach out, and she’s not alone—within a matter of hours, there are 17,262 Corkboard messages offering thoughts and prayers, some posted by people who had themselves lost husbands, wives, parents, siblings, children. Hollis’s followers find her note so raw and relatable that they can picture her trembling fingers as she typed; they can hear her ragged sobs. They all want to offer solace… but their motives aren’t completely selfless. When will Hollis be back on the website? Valentine’s Day? (No, too soon.) Easter, maybe?
Here on Nantucket, we think how unfair life can be: Hollis’s mother died too young, and now her husband has as well. We wonder if Hollis will return to the island for the summer. Will she feel like playing tennis at the Field and Oar Club or drinking rosé at the Deck? Fast Eddie Pancik, our perennially thirsty real estate agent, asks his sister, Barbie, if it would be in bad taste to see if Hollis is planning on selling the house in Squam.
Yes, you idiot, Barbie says.
On June 21, the first day of summer, Romeo at the Steamship Authority reports that Hollis Shaw has just driven off the ferry in her trusty Volvo, which is packed with boxes, bags, and what looks through the window like a portable pizza oven; Hollis’s Serbian sheepdog, Henrietta, is asleep in the back seat. Good for Hollis! we think. She came home.
For a few weeks, sightings of Hollis around the island are rare. She doesn’t attend the Nantucket Book Festival or the annual Squam Road Homeowners Association meeting. Johnny Baylor, who drives for DoorDash, reports delivering sushi from Bar Yoshi to Hollis’s house one night and a lobster roll from the Sea Grille another. Hollis’s longtime neighbor Kerri Gasperson sees Hollis walking Henrietta at dusk, but Hollis has AirPods in, and Kerri doesn’t want to bother her.
We understand that it takes time to process a sudden, unexpected loss. We assume Hollis will spend her summer alone, practicing self-care and privately mourning the man she was married to for twenty-four years.
But when we hear about the Five-Star Weekend—so creative! so unusual!—we all agree: This could be just the thing she needs.
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Elin Hilderbrand
Elin Hilderbrand first discovered the magic of Nantucket in July 1993. Her recipe for a happy island life includes running, writing at the beach, picnics at Eel Point with her three children, and singing "Home, Sweet Home" at the Club Car piano bar. Here's to Us is her seventeenth novel.
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Margaret Hejmanowski
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Beautifully written!!
Reviewed in the United States on July 22, 2024
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I love all things Elin Hilderbrand, and this does not disappoint!! After loosing her husband suddenly, Hollis decides to gather four friends from different stages of her life to spend an unforgettable weekend at her home on Nantucket. A great summer-beach read!! Love the plot, beautiful setting, and strong intense interesting characters! I look forward to reading more from Ms. Elin Hilderbrand!!!
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Panamera
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First Time Reading Elin Hilderbrand
Reviewed in the United States on August 11, 2024
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Oh Lord! What a great book! Reading it felt as good as eating all the delicious food therein. Recipes would have been nice, though 🤣 It was easy to like and care about the characters. A perfect summer read. Now I’ll have to read everything else by EH. PS: I was in the path of TS Debby so this really kept me entertained instead of worrying about flooding. Maybe the next one I’ll get to read in the sunshine on the beach.
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Elizabeth L. Good
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entertaining light read
Reviewed in the United States on July 30, 2024
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I was looking for some Light reading on vacation and this was perfect . Good plot Line, liked the characters and enjoyed the story. Makes me want to go to Nantucket for sure!
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Perfectly Elin
Reviewed in the United States on August 7, 2024
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A perfectly Elin beach read. A few surprises but definitely the happy ending everyone expects from her. Great beach read!
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Really good!!
Reviewed in the United States on August 8, 2024
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I really enjoyed this book. Elin's books have been recommended to me over and over and I'm so glad I finally picked one up. I needed a fun, light palette cleanser and this one definitely did the job. I'm looking forward to reading more.
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