Binnie Kirshenbaum has a dark (edging on v. dark) sense of humor. Her writing is in the vein of Ottessa Moshfegh. If you liked My Year of Rest and Relaxation, you will love Rabbits for Food. Kirshenbaum, current professor and chair of the writing program at Columbia, had not written a novel in ten years. She more than makes up for her decade-long absence with Rabbits for Food which is chock-full of psych ward drama. Plot in a nut-shell: main character, Bunny (wealthy/white/artistic/female), has a complete and total breakdown at a fancy (pretentious) restaurant on New Year's Eve. She is sent to a prestigious psychiatric unit at a New York City hospital where she is forced to participate in group activities such as board games, arts and crafts, and "pet therapy (dog)." Drama ensues.
It's real interesting getting sucked into Goodreads reviews here. People who hate Kirshenbaum's writing clearly just don't understand anything about depression, anxiety, or dark humor. Here's a secret: we're all way closer to that psych ward than we like to admit. Humans pretend that mental health and mental illness are mutually exclusive: you fall into one category or the other. In reality, we all fall somewhere on a shiftable/ tiltable/ changeable spectrum. Kirshenbaum gets that, and that's why this book is so funny. We all see just a little bit of ourselves in Bunny and her friends.