wiredfool

Rose and I just um… consumed Poppy Z. Brite’s Liquor (a novel) in one quite enjoyable 24 hour period. This is not heavy literature, rather the perfect sort of book to accompany one to a hammock on a warm summer’s day. Preferably with a cold drink at your side.

Two guys, longtime partners and chef material, get fired from a kitchen job for drinking on the job. In a funk, one hits on the idea for a resturant where every dish has liquor in it. The perfect New Orleans resturant hook. The kitchen scenes seemed accurate enough, the fight scenes satisfying, and the list of resturant concept failures was laugh out loud hillarious.