So last weekend I went out and spent the last of our wedding gift vouchers...
Yes, the Big Kahunas. And my first grown-up cookbooks - i.e. with no pictures (etchings don't count).
As The New Cook says, most cookbooks just give you recipes, they don't tell you how to cook things, or why you need to do things a certain way. These guys seem to be different.
I've made a few of Mark B's recipes already, and didn't know too much about Alice Waters, but her tone is nice. It's sort of like having your mum in the kitchen with you, looking over your shoulder. But without her actually being there. So the best of both worlds, really. (Just kidding, Mother, in case you read this!)
Cajun Chicken Alfredo Dip
8 hours ago