Blood, Bones & Butter

Not a horror story.  Not a memoir by a chef who happens to write.  No,

Blood Bones & Butter

is a memoir by a writer who happens to be a chef.  Of


, the wildly popular little New York City restaurant already legendary for its brunches.  I haven't tried

Gabrielle Hamilton's

food (yet) but if it's one bit as good as her writing I may never leave the place.  In particular the early chapters of the book evoke her rural Pennsylvania childhood so strongly I could taste it.  The end of the book bogs down a bit, the middle sections on the horrors of catering made me rethink ever eating at a large event again, but those early chapters more than make up for it.  And speaking of blood and bones: Happy Halloween!


Blood, Bones & Butter:  The Inadvertent Education of a Reluctant Chef

by Gabrielle Hamilton seemed the perfect way to wrap up this month's "Guess Who's Coming To Cook" series on Halloween Day.  After focusing exclusively on food (October) and fashion (September) I'll be returning to a potpurri of topics in November.  But Chef Tricks & Treats will now be added to our regular mix.  And stay tuned for my new video cooking series, which is almost ... oh so close ... to being revealed.

"Use the good china for breakfast."