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Pantry Shelf
Paging the hot new food books
By Ray Pride
AUGUST 3, 1998:
Books about food seem so lonely in profusion on a bookstore shelf: a
wildflower garden that no one's bothered to arrange, with new varieties
sprouting up every week.
Memoirs always provide a patch of color. One of the season's bestsellers
is New York Times restaurant critic Ruth Reichl's "Tender at the Bone"
(Random House, $23), her amusing remembrances of her eccentric family's
relationships with food. While her Times reviews verge on keen sociology,
she admits of her book, "Everything here is true, but it may not be
entirely factual."
Chefs get their say as well, and "Diary of a Tuscan Chef" by Cesare
Casella and Eileen Daspin (Doubleday, $35), is both heartfelt story and a
recipe-filled discourse from Casella's childhood in his family restaurant
in the hills of Tuscany to his current incarnation as executive chef to
the rich and hungry at New York's Coco Pazzo.
Southerners are all storytellers, and food makes for some of the best
tales. At first glance, L. Elisabeth Beattie's "Savory Memories"
(University Press of Kentucky, $19.95) seems an elevated version of the
comb-fastened junior club cookbooks mimeographed throughout the land, but
her selection of evocative writings on good Southern food is filled with
scenes that prompt smiles and stomach grumbles: "I only need to hear a
metal spoon being stirred slowly around the bottom of a skillet and I am
back in my mother's kitchen... waiting for the chipped beef and gravy she
will feed my father before he goes off to the night shift at the
distillery."
More sensory delights await in the seasonal panoply of scents evoked in
Damon Lee Fowler's "Beans, Greens and Sweet Georgia Peaches: The Southern
Way of Cooking Fruits and Vegetables" (Broadway, $16). Fowler's
fascinations range across the Deep South through the traditional tang and
aroma of classics like fried green tomatoes and Hoppin' John, but also
fresh variations such as leek spoonbread and a crispy, piquant recipe for
Creole deviled new potatoes.
From down Atlanta way comes "The Flying Biscuit Cafe Cookbook"
(Longstreet, $14 paper), April Moon's
chronicle of her a.m. specialties
that Georgians line up for. Moon's recipes bear no great revelations, but
the pages sing with one cook's flair with essential
comfort foods.
Vegetarian friends often complain about food writers who don't make
special asides about non-meat dishes at restaurants. While they often
have tattered copies of the "Moosewood Cookbook" on their kitchen
counters, a book I recommended was Nava Atlas' "American Harvest," which
collected corny Americana alongside a couple hundred dishes from colonial
times forward. A new edition is out, "Great American Vegetarian:
Traditional and Regional Recipes
for the Enlightened Cook" (M. Evans, $24.95). Atlas has made the
disastrous choice to update her recipes to current fitness fads, and
considering the key ingredient in most of the dishes, it could be called
"The Canola Oil or Margarine Cookbook." A more toothsome read is Vasantha
Prasad's "Indian Vegetarian Cooking from an American Kitchen" (Random
House, $18).
Prasad's abiding concerns with freshness, as well as the senses of touch
and smell, saturate her accessible, direct recipes.
There are always a few explosively colorful varietals about as well,
usually showcasing the trendiest tastemakers of recent seasons, the kind
of decadently colorful volumes that demand heavier and heavier coffee
tables. One of Manhattan's more successful caterers brings out a
praise-emblazoned collection of her "style" in "Pamela Morgan's Flavors:
What's NEW, What's HOT, What's COOKING from New York's Premier Catering
Shop" (Viking, $29.95). You can figure the circles Morgan travels in from
her cover blurbs, from the likes of Gotham Bar and Grill's Alfred
Portale, New York magazine's unflagging foodie Gael Greene and John
Mariani, Esquire's been-there, ate-that food writer at large. Her
co-writer, Michael McLaughlin, collaborated on the best-selling Silver Palate cookbook, and that
catering concern is also where Morgan began her career. All this
information's jammed in before you get to page one: brand names reign in
contemporary publishing. It's an attractive book, but many of the
dishes, such as Creamy Pink Shellfish Chowder and Veal Meatballs and Baby
Carrots in Creamy Dill Sauce, seem more like nice impulse purchases while
packing a picnic hamper than
remarkable recipes you'd be compelled to try at home.
With more pecan-log-rolling cover blurbs from Sheila Lukins, co-author of
the original Silver
Palate books and, yes, the deathless Gael Greene, "Bobby Flay's From My
Kitchen to Your Table" (Potter, $32.50) is even more assertively branded,
but Tom Eckerle's blazingly colored photos of the work of the Food
Network personality and proprietor of New York's Mesa Grill make the
stomach rumble with greed and anticipation. Presentation counts, and
Flay's recipes are designed for big, bold platters such as Red and Yellow
Gazpacho with Grilled Sea Scallops; Honey-Rum Baked Black Beans; and one
I'm dying to make, a Grilled Steak with Garlic and Hot Pepper Marinade.
And if you can't stand the heat, stay out of Jean Andrews' "The Pepper
Lady's Pocket Pepper Primer" (University of Texas, $17.95). Summer's
savories need just a little more heat if you believe the studies that
suggest cultures in hot climates have that extra dash of fire to keep the
dengue down. Hot pepper expert Jean Andrews' latest peck of facts
delineates the forty-two fresh and dried forms of capsicum generally
available in North American markets. Every other page is a spread of
marzipan-bright pepper-porn, making these hot little babies seem as kind
and shiny as baby toys. This dazzlingly complete book takes a place of
pride on my shelf of hot sauces.
To clear the palate, there's the over-designed-but-information-rich
"Cocktail: The Drinks Bible For the 21st Century" (Viking, $19.95), a
collection of 275 drinks assembled by WIRED's website mixologist Paul
Harrington and Laura Moorhead. There are annoyingly laid-out drinks
histories done up like HTML screen captures, but the lively writing makes
a cool companion to the likes of Mr. Boston and the drier drinks
compendiums.

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