The first 40-50 pages made me almost stop because I was so put off by the 'style' of the writing. But I kind of understand what reviewers mean by how the book uses its own 'language' to get a sense of the danube's 'life force' for lack of a better description. Not an easy read for a casual reader like myself. You have to be open to something different before this book can have any effect on you or else you're better off skipping it.

We find this book difficult to rate. Yes, we have just upgraded our 1998 version to the 2000 edition, and it is one of the few guides we take with us on our fairly frequent trips to London. But we find it fraught with many failings.

As per its title, it reviews inexpensive restaurants in London. It includes only those places in which a two-course meal with a drink, coffee, and gratuity can be had for less than twenty pounds (some thirty-five American dollars or so). It deals only with restaurants; pubs are not included.

There are (by our count) 378 entries. Each entry (there are four to five per page) includes the address, phone number, hours of operation, credit cards accepted, and a very brief review of the cuisine as well as the quality of the food. A numerical price estimate is also given (we assume it also refers to a two course meal with drink, coffee, and gratuity) and some entries are awarded a one star (very good) or two star (exceptional) rating.

The first two-thirds of the book list the entries in alphabetical order. The remainder of the guide has various indices ordering restaurants by cuisine, location, whether they are open for breakfast, cater to children, are open late, have no-smoking areas, private rooms, or outside tables. This approach we find very cumbersome.

Maps are included at the end. Although restaurant names are printed in bold face the map grids are printed in a light gray. In anything but the brightest light we are unable to read many of the street names. Using the guide therefore often requires an adjunct readable map. We consider this a distinct failing.

Overall we find this, begrudgingly, a useful guide. The size is convenient and it does include a fair number of eateries. It is not the easiest to use however, and its reviews typically provide scant information.

As we have stated, it is one of the very few guides we carry with us. But we cannot recommend it strongly. Three stars is all it deserves.

Hypermedia has proven to be the wave of the future, much as Harrington et al predicted. Harrington, who has since joined Microsoft as a high-ranking executive, is the driving force behind this study of IBM Linkway, an early hypermedia golf game. Although he has since publicly disowned his co-authors, this book is still worthwhile for historical value.

Richards is a physician at Cambridge, not a social historian. So although he could expound at length on the etiology of Mycobacterium leprae, his attempts at historical reconstruction of the leper settlements of Scandanavia-- a fascinating topic-- smacks of undergraduate thesis. The book does provide a glimpse into the life of these poor outcasts, but the reader is left upon finishing it with a desire for a full portrait, not just a glimpse. I would still recommend it, but in conjunction with other, more well-researched works.

Book is a collection of picture postcards with brief captions for each one. The book follows along northern New England's railroads with pictures of stations, trains, and sometimes industries. Pictures are well reproduced, but are in black and white only. Captions are often too short but the format doesn't allow much room for elaboration. I liked it and hope the author will write one like this on soouthern New England.

Although the questions sometimes get too detailed for purposes of Step 2 - type exams, the explanations are excellent and tend to cover more basic facts. This atones for the occasional question that states, "current research states ..." and puts it in the grasp of most medical students. This is a good book to cover (or at least sample) if you are taking NBMLE shelf exams.

Upon checking for my review just now, I realized that I erroneously reviewed this second edition. I assumed that I was writing about the first edition only. I have NOT READ the second edition. So please remove my review from the panel of reviews for this second edition. I could not leave the rating item blank, so the rating of 1--has no relevance. I apologize for the inconvenience.

Good for non-profit managers and board members who are not familiar with the subtleties and possibilities of income earning opportunities. Also, those with some knowledge and experience of having partnerships with businesses can validate what they are doing and get other ideas. The book has many vignettes to illustrate the authors' ideas and suggestions. Most of these are real life examples, not hypothetical. The title, however, can turn off people, sounds almost greedy and tacky. If one persists though, I think the authors give a more respectable twist to the phrase, "Filthy rich", somewhere in the introduction, and dont mean what it sounds. In contrast, the title of Steckel's other book, "Making Money While Making a Difference" is more appealing. Steckel has academic and consulting experience, so I would give credibility; however, the title makes you wonder if it is overstated. Read with caution but enthusiasm, which is perhaps what the authors really intended.

Worth the read and certainly the modest price. For the rookie and intermediate non-profit manager and board.

scymanski has an ok story here. price has a good one about the gorgon. that one was very enjoyable, and had some lovely details. otherwise, this was dreary read. so many of these stories were not only badly invented, but seemed so uninspired to. i almost felt sorry for the writers, for making so bad stories. i think this is chaosium's worst.

This book is as jaded and contrived as Dr Peirce's class. There is only one chapter worth reading #7, the rest of the book serves absolutely no value. Furthermore, I agree with the previous reviewer that Dr. Peirce makes some very strong statements in his class. However, why didn't the put them in his book? I guess other professors in the field would have laughed at him. Do not buy this book..........and save yourself 15 weeks of torture by not taking his class at Nova............MBA99

This book is a good general overview of strategic management but lacks well thought out insight into what makes a strategy successful. For example in class Dr Pearce calls SWAT analysis worthless. If that is the case then why doesn't he say that in this book? Furthermore, chapter 7 is the only worthwhile chapter in the book. But even then it lacks sufficient depth to be useful to a student or practitioner of strategic management.

After reading ... Richard Teleky's essay collection, "Hungarian Rhapsodies," I had dismissed in that review his article on Esterhazy and admitted that I felt no attraction to Esterhazy's watered-down postmodernism in spite of Teleky's attempts to arouse Western readers' interest in this writer so admired by Hungarian critics. Now, knowing that translation and my own ignorance may have prejudiced me, I decided to give Esterhazy his own chance to win me over as a reader. Maybe I was wrong and Teleky was right?

I vowed to approach this book optimistically. I thought this imaginary travelogue could appeal; I figured it'd serve as an appetizer for the main course, the meatier and even denser non-fictional account of a second journey down the same river that Claudio Magris serves up as "Danube." Two books on journeys down the river through Central Europe, both emerging post-1989. I started with what seemed the easier one, the fictional journey.

Outside of the account of his native Budapest in the middle of the narrative, related with a heavy debt to Italo Calvino's "Invisible Cities," this novel meanders when it should flow in a linear direction, like the river itself. Vienna barely registers, Romania's blurred, and the comlplicate meta-fictional structures and intricate levels of intertextuality left me with no aftertaste. Nothing to savor. Doldrums. Sargasso-ish sea.

I know it's au courant to borrow Borges' imaginary books to cite, Joyce's nightmare dialogues, the whole 20c of European Lit when it comes to experimenting with Traveller vs. Tourist and truth vs. fiction, but Esterhazy here fails to reward my efforts.

From about pp. 130-190, yes, the Budapest section does satisfy a bit, but despite the book's paltry footnotes, there is much that left me empty and I couldn't have cared less to track down the erudition Esterhazy possesses and I lack. Unlike Magris (who the former author mentions very late in the book--written a few years after Magris' magisterial survey), the Hungarian author appears to not much care about the story, the characters, or the plot. The book's clumsily conveyed (at least in English) and the reader's given no context from which (unlike Joyce or Borges) some meaning can be extracted given diligence and attention.

What the plot builds up to is anyone's guess; he seems to have tired of the whole enterprise after the Budapest section. Only bare fleeting bits of emotion felt by people who have suffered in the mitteleuropean landscapes he rushes past remain to move you as a reader. Rarely have I read such an ambitious book by a purportedly renowned novelist that fails to rise to even a basic level of engaging my attention--and I've read my share of such post-modern efforts, and I'm familiar with the effort often expected from readers before the pay-off accrues. Here, no jackpot.

Maybe again this post-1989 cynicism and detachment is the proper pose to assume, but Esterhazy through this book comes off looking like a fop, and the fictional fashions he dons look secondhand and no more trendy or even retro this time around. Stick to Magris for a far more nourishing assortment of Danubian delights. Esterhazy whips up a souffle that sounds intriguing on the menu, but when delivered looks flimsy and tastes flat. This entree leaves you feeling you've spent too much (time) for too little (value).

This is the last time that I'm going to try to read a book that the critics describe as brilliant. I might have known that it would go over my head. It did give me a sense of traveling down the Danube River and of the rich culteral background of the aria. I wish I had copied down every name that the writer dropped ,to look up later. Then I would have learned something. This is clearly an aria of the world of which my knowledge is sourly dificient. About 80% of the book, though, didn't make any sense to me. I am herewith sending out a plea to all book reviews. Please use reviewers with average intelligence, not eggheads.