Summary
Jeremy's father lives in Vancouver's Stanley Park. That makes their relationship a little awkward because Jeremy never knows how to find him. He has to set up an appointment with his own father through a dirty homeless man who talks to himself.
Jeremy is a prize winning chef who got his training in France, of all places. He divides the chef world into two classes: the Crips and the Bloods. The Crips are the hipster chefs who experiment with their food and make outlandish stuff. Jeremy is a Blood, he loves traditional cooking, he likes the idea of food that has personal and historical roots. Incidentally, he owns a restaurant called The Monkey's Paw, where he makes traditional worldwide dishes with local Vancouver food.
To say that Jeremy owns the Monkey's Paw is a little inaccurate. You see, Jeremy is no good at managing money. He went two hundred thirty thousand dollars into the hole to buy the restaurant and open it and since then, he has been getting further and further into credit card debt. The bank actually owns the Monkey's Paw. And his cosigner, the devilish Dante Beale of Inferno International.
What I liked
Great story. Really interesting. The archetypal themes were fascinating and created suspense. Also, the food descriptions were mouth watering. And I love the idea of local looking and guerrilla grill.
Also, I loved that the story made the homeless people into real live people with stories of their own. I found myself investing emotionally in the homeless characters. That was unexpected. And neat.
What I didn't like
Long and a little clunky. Not the writing, the writing was actually pretty smooth and nice. But the story. There were chunks of hundreds of pages where I could only bear to read two or three pages at a time. But that's my only complaint.
Conclusion
One of my favourite books so far this year! 5/5 guerrilla chefs.
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