Anthony Bourdain's Medium Raw *** - I love Anthony Bourdain. Why? He tells it how it is. He uses the F word a lot. But he's eloquent. It's different than Kitchen Confidential: it's more a series of essays than a chronological set of stories. Yes, there's a whole chapter on the hamburger. The chapter Lust: pure food porn. I love his essay on protecting his daughter from the evil empire (McDonald's). My second favorite chapter is I'm Dancing: a love letter to his daughter. My absolute favorite is My Aim is True, and it's by far the best chapter of these two books: an ode to the fish guy at Le Bernardin in NYC. Beautifully written and moving. One of the best written pieces I can remember reading in a long time. And that makes me so freaking jealous: the way he eats, travels, gets paid to be himself, and writes eloquently? Unfair. He knows it. Did he actually write a chapter about a subpar experience at a Keller restaurant? For sure. That's insane. How I live vicariously through him, the bastard.
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