The memoir of a restaurant critic sounds like it might not be much fun, but I loved this book. I remember reading an excerpt from it years ago and thinking “I really must read that book”, so I was very happy to find it on the library shelves.
Ruth moves to New York to take up the position of restaurant critic for the New York times, but is out-foxed by the restaurant owners who have all posted photos of her up in their kitchens. Wherever she goes, her reputation precedes her and she can’t get an honest meal anywhere (she even notices that the raspberries on her plate are larger than those on the plates around her).
She comes up with the cunning plan of working in disguise, and creates a number of alter-egos. The book takes a really interesting turn when she starts to realise that these disguises are changing more than her looks- and there’s an edge of philosophical query: what makes us who we are?
Add a few recipes into the mix and this is pretty much the perfect book!