Not to get too far afield, but the longer I drink, the more I like my reds cool and my whites warm, relatively speaking. Southern Rhone reds, in particular, taste a lot better to quite cool (though I hardly drink these now, except for Cosme).
I just bought some Chandon de Brialles that recommends, on the back label, a drinking temperature of something like 58 degrees, which surprised even me. 'Red' Burgundy really seems to occupy a middle ground between conventional red and white.
Back to the dominant literature theme, reading Thomas Mann for me has always been an agonizing, water torture-like experience. How did the man ever get published? On the other hand, I enjoy reading Faulkner, go figure. Goedel, Escher, Bach incorporated some great ideas, but the presentation was hard to swallow. Must read some Proust sometime, though I have a mental block about madeleines.
The Man without Qualities (Der Mann ohne Eigenschaften) was written by Robert Musil.
Not all rubes are Rubes.