Though the book is essentially just a collection of Steingarten’s pieces for Vogue, it’s a well-curated compilation. Steingarten’s at his most enjoyable when his articles focus on the food he is passionate about (the chapters on bread, steak, and chocolate are my favorite examples), and less when he’s just trying to be funny (writing about when he broke his ankle, or about a trip into the desert). The book also reveals a side of Steingarten I wasn’t as familiar with before—the role of home chef (rather than food enthusiast/critic). Though it’s clear from his stories that Steingarten has expensive tastes and a sophisticated palate, his writing doesn’t come off as being snobbish (at least, most of the time). A nice, fun read for anyone who enjoys food and learning more about it.