Caught the kids’ cold, so all I want to do is curl up on the couch and try to remember how it feels to breathe through my nose. To pass the time, I snagged one of the books I had picked up a couple of days ago at the library: Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations: Around the World on an Empty Stomach.
Now, I usually avoid foodie travel books in favor of actual cookbooks (the food porn photos are much better) but I always find Anthony Bourdain wildly entertaining, sort of a foodie version of House. The book is no different: the man writes just like he speaks — no holds barred. Sure, he drops the occasional F bomb with the nonchalance of a typical New Yorker, but he also imparts a sense of appreciation, sometimes even reverence, for the food he’s eaten, the places he’s been and the people he’s met.
With Bourdain, you’ll never wonder, “Did he really like what he put in his mouth or is he just faking it for the viewers?”(He does get in a couple of digs atFood Network stars Rachel Ray and Bobby Flay). He’ll give it you straight, from the worst thing he’s ever eaten (warthog), to some of the the worst places he’s traveled (including Romania). It’s more of a supplement to his show, a behind-the-scenes look at what happened before, during and after filming, with much of the photos shot by his filming crew.
It was a quick read, more like flipping through an album/diary but thoroughly entertaining. Made me look up when his shows run regularly so I could Tivo them!