Jean-Paul’s rating: 3/5 stars
I have been living my life all wrong. Instead of cultivating friendships with restaurant critics who would then take me for free meals while they review restaurants, I have this motley group of friends every single one of which is decidedly not a restaurant critic. Friends, you have all failed me. Completely and irrevocably.
How cool would it be to be friends with the New York Times restaurant critic? Especially if hat person is Ruth Reichl. That is the main conclusion I come to after reading “Garlic and Sapphires: The Secret Life of a Critic in Disguise”. The book follows her time as a restaurant critic between leaving the LA Times in 1993 for The New York Times till her departure from there for Gourmet magazine in 1999. Now, you might be thinking that a book about a person’s time as a restaurant critic sounds like an incredibly boring story, but you’d be wrong. Reichl, you see, has a hook. After discovering that her likeness was pasted across all the popular restaurants with instructions for the staff to be on the lookout for her, Reichl decided to develop disguises complete with alternate personas.
The book is equal parts Reichl developing her disguises and trying them out at restaurants and just random weirdness that happens to you when you happen to be The New York Times food critic. It is then padded with some filler copy of reviews straight from the newspaper and fleshed out with select recipes of some of Reichl’s favorite dishes. The personal experience stuff is fun to read, if a little too polished. In the afterword, Reichl does explain this polishing for time, flow, and various other literary reasons to create a book worth reading, which I appreciated. The newspaper articles, with an exception or two, mostly break up the flow of the narrative and feel out of place. And as for the recipes interspersed throughout, I WANT TO MAKE ALL THE THINGS!
If you enjoy food, you will likely enjoy this book. It’s light reading and perfect for a beach vacation or airplane fodder. People who do not like food will probably not get much enjoyment out of it, but you people are barely human so you don’t even count.
Now, to begin stalking Phil Vettel…