I couldn't put down David Shalleck's account of working as the sole cook on a 125-foot schooner owned by an extravagantly wealthy Italian couple as it sailed along the Mediterranean coasts of southern France and Italy. This is food and travel porn at its most addictive, made palatable by the gritty details of what it is like to cook in a galley and survive as the private chef. Our hero is a humble guy, an observer, someone who paid his dues apprenticing in kitchens across Italy. He doesn't gossip, but you come to understand what this super glamorous yachting scene is like from the inside out. When the boat anchors, he walks into town, buys ingredients and prepares mouthwatering dishes that fit la Signora's specifications-- no meat, no pasta, no repetition. The small handful of recipes at the back of the book should be only be served in summer on a boat off the Cote d'Azur. This rather sweet but revealing account transports you right there.
Causes David Shalleck Supports
Meals on Wheels Save the Tiger Fund Mediterranean Mark Any that support reading for children