I had to share it with you. I can’t think of a better first line from a crime novel. It made me laugh with pleasure! It’s from Arnaldur Indridason’s Silence of the Grave, the second book (in English) in the Erlendur series. Some of the best reads I’ve had recently; I love the (ahem) gallows humour.
This has been around for a while, but it’s one of my favourite books about food. In fact, if you’re crazy enough about food to be reading this site, you owe it to yourself to get hold of a copy. The Man Who Ate Everything is a collection of Steingarten’s writings for American Vogue. It’s hilarious, informed and great therapy, all in one gulp. Why great therapy? No one could be quite this fabulously irrational about the minutiae of food. I write a blog. Steingarten lives the life. How can any food writer measure up to him?