- ISBN13: 9780060899226
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A deliciously funny, delectably shocking banquet of wild-but-true tales of life in the culinary trade from Chef Anthony Bourdain, laying out his more than a quarter-century of drugs, sex, and haute cuisine—now with all-new, never-before-published material Amazon.com Review
Most diners believe that their sublime sliver of seared foie gras, topped with an ethereal buckwheat blini and a drizzle of piquant huckleberry sauce, was created by a culinary artist of the highest order, a sensitive, highly refined executive chef. The truth is more brutal. More likely, writes Anthony Bourdain in Kitchen Confidential, that elegant three-star concoction is the collaborative effort of a team of “wacked-out moral degenerates, dope fiends, refugees, a thuggish assortment of drunks, sneak thieves, sluts, and psychopaths,” in all likelihood pierced or tattooed and incapable of uttering a sentence without an expletive or a foreign phrase. Such is the musc… More >>
Kitchen Confidential Updated Ed: Adventures in the Culinary Underbelly
I studied with Madelaine Kamman in Newton Centre, Ma. who had the only great restruant at that time, she and Enzo Danesi changed the way Boston wanted to eat when dining out, in the 70’s, you could wait 3 months to get a reservation in her sparkling, clean,restruant. I marveled at her ability to give the customer very good food, no leftovers and most of it fresh that day. Pates’,some desserts, normally carried to next day, like a cake or frozen sorbet. I was there over a period of three years and know how great a chef she was and is. Sally LaRhette
I WANTED to like this book. It was our book club selection… I was hosting the book club meeting…and I always read the monthly books. Somehow, this book put me in a bad mood, especially during the holidays, and its foul language and distasteful stories didn’t fit with my family, holiday spirit. Instead, I stuck with “Good in Bed”, “Clara”, and “Master of the Senate”.
A star wants to be born, amidst the puddles of animal fat, screams and blood. A star who finds sensual pleasure in frying animal fat and who openly hates vegetarians, compassion and anyone who’s not as twisted as he is. An individual who longs for the exquisite taste of monkey brains (were the monkey’s craneum top is removed while still alive, to die only with the trust of the metal spoon). This person embodies the worst of the qualities that have made the French so famous: a decadent sensory obsession and experimentation where anything and everything goes (and has), coupled with the arrogance and disdain of a people who long for appreciation they’ve never gotten. My veredict: This book is just another brick of the wall that separates France from civilization.
Rairly have I read a book that I hate. This is it! Not only is it not funny but it is insulting to anyone who would sit in his dining room. Tony’s fan base just lost one.
I’d rate this as 0 if it were an option. Bourdain seems to be trying to live up to some kind of strange ideal, but he comes across as self-centered and self-absorbed. Not worth the read.