A new essay collection by the Philip K. Dick of chips In this series of thoughtful essays and stink-eyed observations, Jonah Campbell explores food and drink in the modern world, from pig heads and whisky to fine wine and French gastronomy, Nigella Lawson to David Cronenberg, with a trail of potato chips and stale chocolate bars along the way. In the tradition of writers like M. F. K. Fisher and David Foster Wallace, Eaten Back to Life renders in delirious prose the ecstasies and absurdities that lie beneath the daily business of feeding ourselves. "This collection [is] a must for the reader who likes to play with their food, conceptually, as well as eat it.” — Montreal Review of Books “If food writing today is becoming increasingly blog-like, then Campbell is leaving his self-focused compatriots in the dust.” — The Coast
I got this for free by virtue of being a Kobo VIP - it was pretty much the only one in the selection that wasn't the first instalment of a long series of 'cosy mysteries' usually involving cats, knitting and little old lady supersleuths - but after reading the first three essays and then barely even skimming the next 30% of the book, I have come to the conclusion that life is too short. Misunderstand me correctly; I am not saying it is a bad book, I am just saying that after a year of trying to work up some interest for the subject matter, I am caving in. It is just not for me, that is all.
Self-indulgent in the wrong way. The afterword where the author explains the title provides the perfect example of why I was so disappointed in this: a fun concept that is ruined by a too-academic smugness in the writing. There’s some lovely language, but it quickly becomes grating and too filled with tangents.