I almost DNF'd 'Tales from a Broad' because I found the main character—the author herself, Lisa Wolff—so intensely frustrating at the start. It's framed as her memoir of moving to England, and she leans hard into the 'clueless American' bit. The early chapters had me cringing at her assumptions about British life.
But honestly, that's the whole unreliable narrator point, right? As the book goes on, you realize she's crafting this persona on purpose, exaggerating her own flaws for comedy and to highlight her cultural blind spots. The main character is Lisa, but it's a version of Lisa she's presenting, one that's deliberately broad (pun maybe intended) and messy. By the end, her growth feels earned because you've watched the caricature soften into someone more nuanced.
I ended up appreciating the ride, even if I wanted to shake her for the first fifty pages.