This is a book about cooking- and at the same time, the story of an Italian immigrant and his way of life in prodigal America (Seattle, Washington, to be exact). A completely unorthodox book, critical in a semi-humorous way, of the American palate, the American waste, and philosophical as to the ingredients of the good life- and the good table. He builds a good case for the home garden, be it ever so humble- and suggests those things best grown and hardest to find at the corner store. Vegetable growing- wine making- proper use of proper utensils and ingredients in the kitchen- commentary- rather caustic- on the American cocktail hour- and lots and lots of hints on cooking, with special emphasis on pasta, fish in wine, odd cuts and parts of food often wasted, and of course, a preponderance of Italian dishes- a medley of intriguing ideas for the curious housewife. Yes, it's a book I want for my cookbook shelf.