Eating My Words: An Appetite for Life [Paperback]

Mimi Sheraton (Author)

Book Description

Publication Date: March 28, 2006

As one of the country's foremost restaurant reviewers, Mimi Sheraton set the standard for food writing and criticism. In this engrossing memoir, the doyenne of food criticism explains how she developed her passion for writing about food and wine, sharing the secrets of her career, including her years at the New York Times. Witty and honest, she talks openly about the importance of anonymity, her battle with weight, and the demands of juggling work with the needs of a husband and son. From fine dining to lunch in New York City public schools, Mimi Sheraton gives readers the big dish on a life in food.

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Sheraton's got a plum job: the New York Times's restaurant critic in the 1970s and '80s, she's also worked as a consultant for the Four Seasons and a food writer for New York magazine. Her forthright, enthusiastic memoir instantly engages, as she tells of her adventures as a food lover and journalist, from her years as a newlywed in postwar Greenwich Village to the present. In one chapter, Sheraton describes a 1960 international trip during which she sampled everything from borscht in Russia to fava bean breakfast porridge in Egypt. At the Times, Sheraton introduced the public to Rao's, demoted Le Cirque's rating to one star and amassed a collection of wigs and glasses to help protect her anonymity. After leaving the Times, Sheraton wrote for Time and Condé Nast Traveler, which allowed her to visit a Tokyo fish market and a Shanghai bakery where "one worker handed me the wooden stamp and indicated that I should make myself useful by marking buns." Whether writing about what makes a restaurant run well or the horrors of institutional cuisine, Sheraton's a likeable storyteller. She also serves as an able social historian, providing thoughtful commentary on cooking and dining trends in America (and beyond) during the past 50 years.
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"Sheraton's a likeable storyteller [and] an able social historian."
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Product Details

• Paperback: 240 pages
• Publisher: Harper Perennial (March 28, 2006)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 0060501103
• ISBN-13: 978-0060501105
• Product Dimensions: 7.8 x 5.3 x 0.7 inches
• Shipping Weight: 3.2 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
• Average Customer Review: 4.3 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (11 customer reviews)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,576,661 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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43 of 45 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars A Sharp, Short and Witty Delight, July 16, 2004

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Bill Marsano (New York, NY United States) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Eating My Words: An Appetite For Life (Hardcover)

By Bill Marsano. Years ago, in the slim hope of making myself useful on a certain magazine, I often volunteered to edit Mimi Sheraton's column. She was counted a tough cookie by the other editors, who preferred saps. My stock did in fact rise through self-sacrifice, and so did my free time, for the fact was her column was a breeze.

Of course, if an editor mucked around with her copy (and that, I can say without exposing any trade secrets, is what editors generally do), then it wasn't a breeze. So after reading her tight-knit prose, her well-reasoned judgments, her lucid thoughts, I'd call her about a couple of minor points and we'd agree on changing or not in about ten minutes. Then, with my door shut and no one in any case daring to approach Sheraton Control, I had the afternoon free. (Later, when other editors asked how it had gone, I just rolled my eyes.)

Keys to Sheraton's style were sticking to the subject and not showing off. Her judgments were measured, not designed to become sound bites; the meal was the star, not the reviewer. Here she does write about (among many other things) herself, and what an interesting self she turns out to be. She covers a lot of ground, including childhood before the war (i.e., World War II); college-girl adventures in New York City (especially funny: her story of breaking up with a civilian boyfriend while being attached to two other guys in the armed services); early work in home-furnishings journalism; plunging into food writing through a passion for travel; her ups and downs as a nationally known food critic for the New York Times (and other publications) and her attempts at improving what professionals call "volume feedings and mass management" and the rest of us call jail, airline, school and hospital food.

Sheraton has a fine line in dry wit and is always informative: Most readers will learn some surprising things about restaurants and reviewing. She lists the 20 most-asked quiestion and answers every one, and provides a good idea of the pressures applied to a critic by big-name restaurateurs--and by people who think they're critics just because they run a newspaper. (Odd--but I don't think the Times has reviewed her book. Odd.) But she isn't dishy. Anyone looking here for gossip, innuendo and the settling of scores has come to the wrong place. Sheraton conquers but she does not stoop.

And she does it all in 240 pages. One reason is that she writes tightly and tartly. (At least one other well-known "foodie" has published two books, totaling nearly 600 pages, and isn't finished yet.) Another is that she speaks often of wonderful dishes but gives no recipes. Good for her. Recipes are turning up in lots of places they don't really belong these days, including mysteries and popular novels. I usually suspect that means the author hasn't really got the goods, and knows it, and hopes I won't notice. (For much the same reason I resist nutritional puns traditional in this sort of review. I refuse to call this a "bubbling bouillaisse of a book.") The only time she comes close to such nonsense is with her brisk instructions (maybe a dozen words?) for how to make a Jewish chicken--or a chicken Jewish.

Sheraton's 240 pages go rattling by--there's no padding--and because even now I read as an editor, I ticked a few things: I disagree with her use of "ascribe" and "masterful," and former New York City Mayor John Lindsay would, if he could, on personal orthography. Once where she says Michelin I'm almost certain she means Gault-Millau, but that's about it. (Come to think of it, where was the copy editor?) In all, the experience was like those long-gone magazine days: great reading and effortless, too.--Bill Marsano is a professional writer and editor.

12 of 13 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars A great look at an even greater career, October 17, 2004

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T. Kirkham "The Moonsault Chef" (Boston MA) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Eating My Words: An Appetite For Life (Hardcover)

Ms. Sheraton's latest book is her first memoir, and looks back at her long career as a journalist.

Best known as a restaurant critic for the New York Times during the 70s, Sheraton goes into great detail about how she formulated her reviews, how she bucked the system on a regular basis with those reviews, talks about the many disguises she would don to avoid being recognized by the employees of restaurants, and her many other endevours as a freelance journalist, writing for The New Yorker and several Conde Nast publications among others.

The back cover of the book presents twenty questions, all of which are answered in the course of the book in the form of some upfront, candid, and often hilarious ways. Some of the most engrossing stories involve her battles with some legendary French chefs, including Paul Bocuse, and her unique ways of dealing with the sometimes overbearing and even sometimes obscene things the French chefs tried to do to her reputation as a food critic.

Ms. Sheraton also gets quite personal in the opening chapters, describing much of her upbringing and her youth in New York, and makes it easy to see why she has become the entertaining writer that she is.

She also tells her tales of dining all over the world, and her personal favorite spots for doing so. No matter where in the world a restaurant has opened up, chances are Sheraton has been there, and has an opinion about what it's like.

The chronological, anecdotal style of the book makes the book flow from start to finish, and quite honestly, has been one of the most entertaining books I've personally read of late.

If you're interested in getting a glimpse behind the scenes at how a top food critic operates, and want to laugh along in the process, look no further than Eating My Words.

17 of 21 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars High Quality Memoir of Culinary Journalism, November 22, 2004

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B. Marold "Bruce W. Marold" (Bethlehem, PA United States) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Eating My Words: An Appetite For Life (Hardcover)

`Eating My Words, An Appetite for Life' by Mimi Sheraton is a culinary journalist's memoir by an author of specialized cookbooks such as `The German Cookbook' and several guides to New York restaurants and collections of reviews of same, as Ms. Sheraton was the primary restaurant reviewer of the `New York Times' for several years.

One has the feeling that this book would not have been written if it were not for the critical success of Ruth Reichl's two memoir volumes `Tender at the Bone' and `Comfort Me With Apples'. One also gets the impression that a professional writer such as Ms. Sheraton can bang out a book like this in a couple of days. I get this impression because while the stories are excellent and the quality of the writing is high, the book is simply journalism. There is little art. By this, there is nothing here which grabs your attention and holds it by the nose, enthralled to see what happens next. Ms. Sheraton has had an interesting, successful life with a few dramas, a lot of success, and a lot of satisfaction. At least, there is very little in the way of fireworks relayed in this volume. Ms. Sheraton's family and early life was about as typical as you can imagine for someone with first generation Jews in America and a woman's college experience shortly after World War II. There are some very coy hints of amorous connections, but `nothing to write home about'.

This is not to say there is nothing of interest to be learned from a book written by a skillful writer who had an important position in culinary journalism at `The New York Times'. Especially with all of it's other eminence, this journal is one of the major venues of culinary journalism in the United States, a condition created by the service of Craig Claiborne Pierre Franey at the paper in the `60s and `70s. Ms. Sheraton's service at the paper overlapped Claiborne's by a few years; however it was John Canaday and not Claiborne which Sheraton replaced as restaurant critic.

The most interesting and most practical information in this book is the stories on the politics of journalism, advertising, and review writing at `The New York Times'. In the light of the recent failure of the `Times' editorial review of political reporting, it is interesting to read of the depth to which material is routinely edited by the paper's copy and senior editors. The most interesting stories surrounded the reaction of restaurants to the presence of celebrity or reviewer diners in comparison to how some restaurants treated average customers.

Another interesting aspect of the book is the presence (or absence) of politics in determining what is printed about a restaurant or a product and what is edited out for reasons other than simple quality of writing. On the whole, `The New York Times' and other periodicals for which Ms. Sheraton wrote rarely censored anything for anything other than writing quality. In fact, `The New York Times' was probably better in this regard than other periodicals such as the magazine `New York'.

What I missed most in this book were stories about Craig Claiborne, Pierre Franey, R.W. Appel, and other luminaries of culinary journalism who worked at the `Times'.

Recommended to all foodies who like to read about restaurants. Just a bit light on Ms. Sheraton's colleagues and other personalities in the world of culinary journalism. Another reviewer who happened to edit Ms. Sheraton's copy says her writing is crisp, to the point, and free of 'showing off'. I agree completely, but she also seems to have not included quite enough spice in this otherwise crisp, cleanly written memoir.

Recommended.