The NY Times recently published an excerpt of
BLOOD, BONES & BUTTER
The Inadvertent Education of a Reluctant Chef.
Hardback: Random House, 2011.
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I was not looking to open a restaurant. That was never on my mind. I was just dashing out to park the car one spring morning, when I ran into my neighbor Eric, a guy I knew only peripherally from years of living on the same block. I didn’t even know his last name, but we often saw each other during that hectic morning ritual of alternate side parking that New Yorkers, or at least East Villagers, seem to barely accomplish in time to beat the meter maid. It’s a twice a week early morning ritual, Mondays and Thursdays or Tuesdays and Fridays, depending on which side of the street you’re on, in which everyone on the block with a car comes rushing out of their building to move their machines, still wearing their pajamas and with pillow creases still marking their faces.
[ Continue reading the excerpt on the NY Times website… ]