Ok, so on the one hand, while I love to read cookbooks and the like, I expected this book to have more history and fewer recipes; it has sections on history and lots of lovely li'l anecdotes, but it's really more of a practical guide than a history, and my head was all prepped for a history. In a good way. I mean, I love me some random history of a niche subject. Actually, there's this great book on the Mann Act . . .
Ahem. Back on track.
Now, on the other hand, it has recipes and advice for making one's own bitters! Holy smokes! It also has recipes for drinks - mainly classic cocktails or variations thereon, using base spirits that are more often than not currently popular among the fancy drink set (Yes, I'm looking at YOU, St. Germain, because I have yet to be convinced of your merits, no matter how many ways I've tried you) - and for using bitters in food, even Bitters Compound Butters, which you'd better believe I have every intention of trying. It's also got an amazing resources section (no really, it's Tony-the-flippin'-Tiger GRRREAT, in my opinion) and a lot of really fun tidbits about the current cocktail scene.
Clearly I am behind the times since taking a sabbatical from the bartending trade, though I doubt I e'er worked in places that are the sorts of beacons of mixology Parsons tends to cover in this book. Regardless, apparently making bitters is totally a thing now. Especially in Brooklyn. And our author, he's a total amalgamation of a certain kind of Brooklyn and Seattle, a fact about which he makes no bones, and also a fact that is really, really evident. Really. Ask me about the intro to one section that explains his love of bourbon and sometime repetitious use of same by making an analogy to the notion that occasionally, well, you just need two Pavement songs on a mixtape. Yes, really. It's not particularly annoying, unless you're, for whatever reason, predisposed to being annoyed by that sort of thing. Me, I was ok with it.
So yes, at times it felt more like a history of the modern cocktail revival and a catalogue of bitters than a per se history of bitters. In that way, reading it was akin to when you take a sip of a glass of clear liquid thinking it's water, and it turns out it's gin. Are you sad? No, probably not. However, are you rather a bit disquieted? Hell yes. It just takes a second to fully adjust one's expectations.
As such, when trying to decide what to rate it, I was torn. In the end, I felt that the great info contained herein definitely outweighed my mild chagrin at the somewhat misleading title, and went with the 4/5.