Bourdain's refreshingly cynical writing is a welcome breakfast-of-coffee-and-cigarettes for the soul. He keeps it real while "Selling Out" with chapters like "So You Wanna Be a Chef?" and "Alan Richman Is a Douchebag."
Medium Raw
by Anthony Bourdain
It is a wake-up call. We have forgotten the art of cutting an onion. If you know how to fuck, you should know how to make an omelet. Bourdain is looking at the culinary future of America, with the culinary arts replacing rock-&-roll as an outlet for pop-culture expression. Why start a band when it's way cooler to think of a catchy name and logo for a Thai-fusion chili hot-dog stand? That was my idea, but I'll be flattered if you steal it.
While admonishing future generations of cooks on the dos and do-nots of the industry, Anthony Bourdain still reminds us that he wouldn't be where he is if he hadn't fucked up so much himself.
The language is blunt and unapologetic because Anthony Bourdain delivers the straight dope. So if you are offended by strong language, don't buy this book. Chapters are short, sweet and catchy, like pretty much every song the Ramones ever wrote; and easy for busy people to read without feeling stuck in the middle of a chapter.
He's a big influence for the style of my blog; keeping it real rather than tailoring it for future employers: If you wanna say "fuck" or "fucktard" or any other derivation thereof, then fuck it. Anything else wouldn't be real writing.
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I love Anthony Bourdain. No Reservations is one of the only TV shows I watch anymore.
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