This book was on thin ice from the start bc of titular Greta and Valdin’s seriously millennial cringiness (characters calling themselves “full time lesbians,” etc), but as the story went on, they endeared themselves to me. This was a fun story, but felt like a family ensemble movie rather than something suited for a book format. Also, too much of the plot and dialogue hinged on the characters literally knowing nothing about each other and then revealing family-altering pieces of info to other family members (Greta for some reason has no idea how or when her parents met? And V has no idea how or why their dad left the Soviet Union?? Hello!??). Also I simply can’t believe that that many members of one family are gay. Call me a homophobe! (You’re telling me Greta is a lesbian, V is gay, their uncle is gay, their gay uncle’s brother is also gay and oh! Is in a relationship with V, and their nephew is also gay?) Some great funny moments (but also a fair share of seriously cringy and poorly developed bits) but honestly this read like a script for a funny family ensemble movie or TV show rather than a novel.