My Kitchen Wars My Kitchen Wars is a war story-but the warrior is a woman, the battleground is the kitchen, and the weapons are the batterie de cuisine with which Betty Fussell evokes her era's domestic battle
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| Title | : | My Kitchen Wars |
| Author | : | |
| Rating | : | 4.72 (566 Votes) |
| Asin | : | 0865476039 |
| Format Type | : | Paperback |
| Number of Pages | : | 256 Pages |
| Publish Date | : | 2000-10-30 |
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Editorial : She may be a cookbook author, but Betty Fussell's extra-tart autobiography is no ordinary gastronomic memoir. For starters, her attitude toward cooking ("the one activity, besides tennis, in which housewives were encouraged to excel") is decidedly ambivalent. A chapter entitled "Attack by Whisk and Cuisinart" paints a devastating portrait of entertaining as a competitive sport, in which women who spend weeks planning and executing elaborate dinner parties must "pretend there'd been no labor, no expense, no fatigue, no sweat the aim was to look like a hot tomato while remaining cucumber-cool." For another thing, anyone with Fussell's gift for apt metaphor should enjoy chapters like "To Arms with Squeezer and Slicer," or "Invasion of the Waring Blenders," whose titles wittily encapsulate their content and would be wasted on mere recipes or recollections of Chefs I Have Known. Instead, she limns the experience of a generation of women who flung themselves into domesticity after World War
My Kitchen Wars is a war story-but the warrior is a woman, the battleground is the kitchen, and the weapons are the batterie de cuisine with which Betty Fussell evokes her era's domestic battles. As much about hunger-emotional, sexual, intellectual-as it is about food, this fierce and funny memoir takes no prisoners.
Fabulous book. Bottom Line First
Betty Fussell is a good writer. She was aware that those who had ‘been there’ deserved special attention and many needed special handling. It just took too long to be delivered.. What I mean is, my wife and I have a few old Peruvian textiles, accumulated years ago on our very modest collecting budget. A very worthwhile book, but not to be read on an empty stomach.. In retrospect her affair with food even parallels the arc of American history: the naievete of the 1940s giving way to the imperialism of the Fifties and Sixties, the hedonism of the Seventies, the disillusionment of the Eighties and the regrouping of the Nineties. Betty and Paul married young and together climbed the academic ladder as Paul both taught and wrote at Rutgers and Princeton. We've had this book for years, but I hadn't looked at it for awhile. OK, the book was published in 1987, so what do you expect. It is hard to be too sympathetic about a woman whose biggest p
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