Oh lord. I am talking about work on my blog again. It feels like talking about work at a party, something that is supposed to be off limits, but gets itself integrated into every conversation regardless of the unspoken rule. So, here’s my full force unapologetic shop talk:
My boss co-authored a book. It’s a cook book. This fits as I work at a restaurant and my boss is indeed the head honcho-commander in chief chef. (Chief chef, chief chef, chief chef-say that ten times fast).
As I have written before, I have been entrusted with much of the written online work for my business. This is something I am insanely excited about and looking forward to with all my heart. I had a pow-wow with the owner’s wife today and it was determined that we should talk about the new book a LOT. *hits the stores October 1st BTW*
Well, I figured if I was going to push said book, I ought to at least get a peak at it, right? Much better was done for my eyes. I was able to read the entire manuscript, in full.
First off, I don’t need to test out the recipes as I consume them daily in my 9-5. The food is outstanding and original. This is the anti-Betty Crocker cookbook. It has the biography of my boss, the owner and founder of Hell’s Kitchen. His life story includes (ready for a cliche’?) LOTS of sex, drugs, and of course a bit of rock and roll. Beyond the stories of his curious life there are 157 recipes which include every item on Hell’s Kitchen’s violently popular menu (for which folks line up for as much as two hours to devour during weekend brunches.)
Supposing that you are into cooking up grub and appreciate incomparable recipe ideas. Check out the book, buy one, pre-order, etc. Or, buy one for that individual you never know what to get for Christmas.