Oh Tony Bourdain, how are you not my husband? Seriously, I know it'd end in a firey trainwreck, but I'm all ready to be your next ex-wife. What more could I ask for than a chain-smoking, hard-drinking guy who will eat anything and can cook just about everything, loves to travel, obviously reads fiction, is sarcastic, writes well, has a huge collection of old punk t-shirts, tattoos and just GAH! WANT. Seriously, I want to grab his skinny hips and…uh, wait, what was this about? Oh, book, right. This a collection of his magazine articles and other short writings. Presumably put out to tide the slavering masses over until he writes his next travel book, or what ever he's going to be writing. I, for one, am glad to have as many words of Tony's on paper as possible. Though I'm not sure this is good introduction to him, if you haven't read either of his previous non-fiction books you should probably start with one of those. This one was great though. I keep finding myself thinking about anecdotes from it when I'm at work (at the restaurant) and I love the way he broke it up by the five basic tastes: bitter, salty, sour, sweet, and umami. I like Tony. Did you get that from reading this? I may not be able to be objective about him at all. But I suspect my blind devotion comes from the fact that he he is really, genuinely great, so, go on, get a book of his, watch a show, get sucked in. It's worth it, I swear.