ribald, funny, interesting account of life in the meat and veggies
5
By jonhny_01
This was the last book that I was supposed to read in a book club at work before I dropped out of the club. The idea of reading a book about a cook was totally uninteresting to me. I have worked as a waiter and a dishwasher and there was nothing fun or interesting about it. It was a way to make money, when I couldn't find anything better. I cook my own food every now and then, but I find chopping veggies, reducing sauces and boiling pasta necessary evils with nothing redeeming about the process--only the end result. Then there are the mounds of pans, dishes and utensils to wash.
Recently on the recommendation of my son, I started viewing Anthony Bourdain's TV shows on the travel channel. I started with his shows on places I know well and I was amazed at how he found great places to eat that I had never hard of. But mostly I liked his lyrical descriptions of people and places and the food the locals make. That inspired me to read his last book--Medium Raw and then the book I passed up 10 years ago.
I will say this about the author--he may not always be right, but he's never at a loss for words. He's arrogant and opinionated and probably obnoxious in person. I don't find anything inspiring about his drug abuse and sexual depredations with waitresses. I can say for sure there was none to little of that in any joint I worked in, and to the extent there was, it was with partners anyone with a brain would pass up. I suspect that this book probably needs a legend on the cover that says, "Inspired by real events." It reads like one of Norman Mailer's, nonfiction novels, with some interesting vignettes, breathlessly hyperbolized to make the author seems cool when he is really just wretched.
One of my colleagues was married to a woman who in her middle age decided to go to cooking school. After cooking school, she found the chefs where she worked to be abusive and paranoid. They wouldn't teach anyone anything, because the chef was afraid they would leave and take the chef's secrets with them.
I'm glad that Anthony Bourdain survived his self abuse. His book about his failures was a fun read, if you like to read about people trying to destroy themselves and somehow managing to rise above it. But there was also some good insight into the restaurant business. I now won't ever get fish on a Monday. I do like going out to dinner during the week, and now I know why that's a good idea. I'm glad to see that he has helped everyone understand how tough it is to work in a restaurant and put out hundreds of meals per day, exactly the same way in a hot, cramped environment. But then I knew that already. If you don't, this is the book for you.
