Roger Ebert in two varieties of loss

On one hand there's his account of the charming street in London that's about to be redeveloped, perfect for rainy day reading.  On the other there's the Esquire article about his life since losing his jaw bones to cancer.  One will make you want a cookie after you finish reading (LOTS of food porn), one will make you need a cookie but you'll so busy wondering what your life would be like if said cookie was permanently unavailable to you that you may not enjoy it fully.

Roger Ebert: I met a character from Dickens

Esquire: Roger Ebert: The Essential Man