What an odd book. What a wonderfully written, elegantly prosed (if that's such a word) book.
It's about food, about cooking, about starting out in life in a family that has everything, then collapses, with repercussions that ring through the decades. But, then in the end (as one other reviewer has noted, somewhat negatively), it also becomes a platform for self-analysis around the author's own marriage, and how her life is secure professionally but fragile personally.
It's a bit scattered in places - a chapter devoted to a conference about women in restaurants is worthy, but out of place. What holds it all together, however, is the writing style, which has a wonderful cadence, and which reveals the passion of the author for her profession.
I really enjoyed it. I would be interested if she turned her hand to another book, one slightly more focused.
Her restaurant is great as well. Do go there if you get the chance.