Title: Reads like a dictated pseudo-memoir
Product review: Doug Psaltis's twin brother is in the book biz, which might explain how such thin material got published. Can see it: "Sit down, Doug, and talk to the tape recorder; we'll fix it later." They transcribed it but they didn't fix it. You learn the name of every cook in every kitchen but nothing about the taste of the food. And nothing at all about what Doug learned (techniques? flavors? recipes?). With no professional training except what he picks up on the job, he hangs on to become chef de cuisine in one of Alain Ducasse's kitchens. So? Brilliant? Lucky? Or did he just keep showing up? You come away from this dreadfully boring book with no sense at all of what makes Doug special, and you might be right in suspecting there's nothing special at all.
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