Kitchen Confidential

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By talking about his own addiction, he his able to present himself and the story not as just a smug tell-all but as equally flawed as the over the top, dishonest and delusional people he worked with. Head and tail of spine very slightly crumpled, pages lightly browned, front free endpaper very lightly creased with an impression the size of a thumb otherwise a clean and sound copy of a very scarce item in wrapper with slight shelf-wear to edges. It is no surprise that most industries are sexism, racism, homophobia, and whatever other "isms" you care to mention.

Besides the anecdotes about dysfunctional kitchen workers, Kitchen Confidential: Adventures in the Culinary Underbelly is a sort of biographical account of Bourdain's cooking career.Much of the book is spent describing the working stiffs in the culinary field and their wildly anti-social and anti-establishment behavior and greedy incompetent restaurant owners. My initial reaction to finishing this book is the same I get when I discover a fantastic new restaurant ( Republica Empanada in Mesa, AZ) -- I want to take friends and family to it. The only really funny anecdote I found was when he was in an interview for chef at a new steakhouse in New York, things were going smoothly until the owner asked him, "What do you know about me? Structured as a loose collection of humorous anecdotes, Kitchen Confidential is equal parts confessional narrative and industry commentary on the cooking trade.

I'm just not a group-orientated person, most of the people I get on best with aren't either, and I think there can be something peculiarly suffocating about large single-sex groups when one is expected to fit in with them as a member of the same sex.I find a lot of the typical behaviour of groups of women tedious and irritating and try to stay away from it as much as I can. It turns out that, in this industry, unlike many, its not what you know, but, *what you actually know* plus, who you know. Looks like people who have no expectations of holidays, sick leave, healthcare, and such, should only work in Bourdain's kitchen. He was a drug addict, but the book kind of skips right over that, which would have been interesting; I'd rather it had been more of a total autobiography than just a chronicle of his history of the restaurant biz, but once again, it's my fault because that's clearly what the book is labeled as.