EveryDayCook – A welcome evolution from what Alton Brown did with Good Eats
Alton Brown: EveryDayCook Alton Brown
2016, 256 pages, 9.3 x 9.3 x 1 inches (hardcover)
$24 Buy a copy on Amazon
I discovered Alton Brown during the last few seasons of Good Eats, and I was instantly a fan. You’ve got to appreciate someone who can make a good martini. Brown’s Monty Python humor and Bill Nye nerdiness was right up my alley. Since the show ended, he seemed to publicly take off his apron and put on a jacket, acting as host and performer in many popular shows, a podcast, and live road show. But, if you’re like me, and missed Alton behind the stove, then get excited. EveryDayCook feels like his triumphant return as a cook.
The book’s a welcome evolution from what Brown did with Good Eats. While you won’t find yeast puppets, you will find his familiar humor and meticulous attention to detail. Each recipe is broken down with Brown explaining how to prepare the dish in a simple and clear way. It’s very apparent that this was a personal project for him, and that he had a hand in every aspect of the book, even the photography.
Each and every picture in the book was taken using an iPhone. A 6s Plus to be specific. Why? Because he uses an iPhone. But then, because he’s Alton freaking Brown he takes it a step further, and uses a top-down perspective for all of the photos. Now for non-photographers out there, just know, this is an incredibly difficult angle to shoot at. There are lighting issues, shadows can be a nightmare, you’re left wondering what kind of masochist would do this? Alton Brown, that’s who. It shows how much he cares. This is no cookie-cutter cookbook – it’s uniquely his.
The recipes are amazing. The photography’s delightful. Pick up a copy.
Note: Fans have found some typos in the book (nobody’s perfect). A full list of corrections can be found here. And while a 2nd printing will of course fix all of these, if you grab a copy now, you’ll have a cool collector’s edition with a few fun Easter Eggs.
– JP Le Roux
So where is Eichirou, Mikage's other brother mentioned. Not the one that was in the anime?
I’m gonna guess it’s in book 9. i haven’t read the books in so long, i don’t remember… and sadly i don’t have the free time to re-read the translations. the translations are up on anni-fiesta’s lj though so feel free! It’ll be mentioned around the chapters that Mikage is introduced!
Good god, it’s thick. Like a textbook. You could probably use it as a murder weapon.
Why was THAT my first thought?
Every flaw, no matter how small, is immediately evident to me. Agontime’s image came out too dark. I was too hard on Josephine Baker. On and on, endlessly. It’s taken 24 solid hours of intensive support from my friends to get me to back down from a panic attack.
I’m going to blog about that soon. There’s a lot about the process, and myself, that I’ve kept offline. I need to not be afraid to be more of a person.
It’s a hell of an artifact. It’s worth the money.
This would make a great book to have in your bathroom, for like 1-2 minute reads at a time.
Why did I think THAT? What is wrong with you, brain?
This book is a reflection of me. This is worthwhile. Flaws and all.
Thanks to all of you for making this possible.
(it comes out October 25th. you can still get a signed copy as a preorder bonus until Friday: details here!)
Hope? Hope is not the absence of tragedy, my friend. It is the conviction that tragedy can be endured. Hope is the spark in you that is not subdued in the face of the vast and callous indifference of the universe. Hope is that which is not shattered by hardship. Hope is the urge to fight what is wrong even when you know it will destroy you. Hope is the decision to love and need someone knowing that they will one day die. For me to promise that there are no obstacles would be the cruelest lie I could possibly tell. That lie is not hope. Hope is the will which needs no lies. —Travis Beacham
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
I want to go back to Skulduggery and Valkyrie, back before the screaming and the killing and the darkness. I want to see them having fun again, before the death and the destruction and the heartache and the loss. The collection will be out mere months before the final book, after all… I want you to enter into Book 9, fully aware of how good it used to be between them.
And then I want to shatter what remains of your souls.
I’m going to kill him. I. Am. Going. To. Kill. Him.