The only reason I read through Pratchett's series on Death was to finally read Hogfather. The three preceding books were entertaining throughout, as Pratchett is incapable of otherwise, although except for Mort it was quite mediocre. In the end it was worth it, Hogfather is up there with the best of his works that I have read so far.

An undeniably creative and insightful take on the nature of mythology and belief. The silliness of Pratchett's characters and circumstances on the surface give the impression of a popcorn read without substance, no offense, but there is always a depth to them that would catch the uninitiated off guard. At least that had been my initial impression, shame on me for underestimating Sir Terry Pratchett.

My now second favorite Discworld book after Small Gods, but there is still much more for me to explore within his realm. Everything I have read so far has been worth the effort, I dare say it might be impossible to be disappointed no matter what you pick up within Pratchett's catalogue.