Feet Wet with Liquor

I read the first two chapters of Liquor today, and I wanted to just sit on the train and continue reading it. That’s about the highest compliment I can give, that I was bummed to have to stop reading it. I predict that by the time I’m done, this will be my favorite of her books. It is unforced and unselfconscious in a way that Lost Souls or Exquisite Corpse weren’t. You can feel the love for the characters, for the setting, for the city, for the crazy ass life of chefs, for food in every sentence. This book is a winner. It makes me want to sneak out of work and read a few more chapters on the sly.