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What I Ate in One Year [and related thoughts]
‘Sharing food is one of the purest human acts'
Food has always been an integral part of Stanley Tucci’s from stracciatella soup served in the shadow of the Pantheon, to marinara sauce cooked between scene rehearsals and costume fittings, to home-made pizza eaten with his children before bedtime.
Now, in What I Ate In One Year Tucci records twelve months of eating, in restaurants, kitchens, film sets, press junkets, at home and abroad, with friends, with family, with strangers, and occasionally just by himself.
Ranging from the mouth-wateringly memorable, to the comfortingly domestic, to the infuriatingly inedible, the meals memorialised in this diary are a prism for him to reflect on the ways his life, and his family, are constantly evolving. Through food he marks - and mourns - the passing of time, the loss of loved ones, and steels himself for what is to come.
Whether it’s duck a l’orange eaten with fellow actors and cooked by singing Carmelite nuns, steaks barbequed at a gathering with friends, or meatballs made by his mother and son and shared at the table with three generations of his family, these meals give shape and add emotional richness to his days.
Food has always been an integral part of Stanley Tucci’s from stracciatella soup served in the shadow of the Pantheon, to marinara sauce cooked between scene rehearsals and costume fittings, to home-made pizza eaten with his children before bedtime.
Now, in What I Ate In One Year Tucci records twelve months of eating, in restaurants, kitchens, film sets, press junkets, at home and abroad, with friends, with family, with strangers, and occasionally just by himself.
Ranging from the mouth-wateringly memorable, to the comfortingly domestic, to the infuriatingly inedible, the meals memorialised in this diary are a prism for him to reflect on the ways his life, and his family, are constantly evolving. Through food he marks - and mourns - the passing of time, the loss of loved ones, and steels himself for what is to come.
Whether it’s duck a l’orange eaten with fellow actors and cooked by singing Carmelite nuns, steaks barbequed at a gathering with friends, or meatballs made by his mother and son and shared at the table with three generations of his family, these meals give shape and add emotional richness to his days.
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First published October 15, 2024
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Stanley Tucci
71 books1,455 followersActor Stanley Tucci was born on November 11, 1960, in Peekskill, New York. He is the son of Joan (Tropiano), a writer, and Stanley Tucci, an art teacher. His family is Italian-American, with origins in Calabria.
Tucci has three children with Kate Tucci, who passed away in 2009. Tucci married Felicity Blunt in August 2012.
Tucci has three children with Kate Tucci, who passed away in 2009. Tucci married Felicity Blunt in August 2012.
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November 29, 2024
Re-read the synopsis. “Diary” is much closer to what you’re getting here than “food memoir.” And unfortunately, the brevity of most of the entries do not lend themselves well to a revelatory or immersive reader experience.
While there are some nice anecdotes and some interesting food and Tucci’s sense of humor is prominently featured, a large portion of the book reads like the perfunctory recitation of menus, with only occasional general notes about the food or the circumstances in which they were consumed. After the first couple of mentions of (I’m paraphrasing) drinking “red or white wine, but I can’t recall what they were,” “pasta with butter and cheese” that is constantly served to his young children, etc., it became repetitive and borderline tiresome. A dispassionate or partial list of ingredients isn’t up to scratch when you’re playing in this field, and I’m surprised that this book made it through the conception phase as is.
I suppose if you’re reading for the celebrity-ness of it all, and approached the author’s “Searching for Italy” with the same grace, this might be a more satisfying experience. There is an ongoing cast of famous dinner companions, though only rarely (and closer to the end) do those anecdotes provide the sense of companionship and communion and insight that you’d hope for. Actually, one of the closing chapters featuring a visit to Guy Ritchie’s English estate is really quite wonderful—from Ritchie’s exacting culinary skills to the the incredible inventiveness of the kitchen equipment he designed, I read about a side of him I’d never even imagined before (and I’ve met the man!). The description of him pushing Tucci into the kitchen so they could finish grilling a fish and ripping into it right then and there with their bare hands made my mouth water and my brain and my senses tingle. I could vividly imagine what it must have been like to be there—I loved that section so much, but I also felt cheated, because the rest of the book rarely ever approaches that in terms of describing food or the people Tucci is enjoying it with.
Which brings me to two more personal things: Tucci is charmingly cantankerous and persnickety, even more so than I expected him to be. It’s amusing when it’s self-directed and it’s even funnier when he’s speaking of or to his friends in a mock-vendetta kind of way. But he does spend an inordinate amount of time complaining about subpar food that he comes across, in hotels, in airplanes, in restaurants, at events, or sometimes about travel or interactions with the public. And I get it, I really do, but the amount of space dedicated to these rants—and the seeming lack of awareness that these are issues everyone endures, and some would count themselves lucky to “endure” given the way so many are struggling—comes off as off-puttingly privileged at best. The second part that took me aback concerns the many, many veiled digs at his wife. Some are meant to be funny, I guess, and he certainly does say positive things about her as well. But other barbs seemed extremely ungenerous or fraught with underlying tension. Several references are made to her supposed infidelity, which is none of my fucking business, except that it’s been made so by being casually and repeatedly dropped into this book—without explanation, without detail, and frankly, without need. Setting off this bomb, in this way, in this type of book, serves no purpose except petty ones. If any of this was meant to be some sort of inside joke, well, it’s just. not. funny.
Which brings me back to the book’s format—the short entries don’t do justice to the subject of food, they make his work/pleasure meals with movie people seem like not much more than name-dropping (even with the awareness that this is the world he inhabits), and they make the inclusion of whatever marital issues are going on just…baffling. Balancing out this stuff with material that was more fleshed out would have made more sense. It seems that his previous memoir was more of a true memoir, so perhaps I’ll check that out sometime.
This one, however, feels like both a missed opportunity as well as an incomplete portrayal of the author. Deleting half the entries and expanding the stories and themes would have made his intentions clearer, and made for a much richer, more rewarding experience. The format is, after all, completely arbitrary.
Audio Notes: If you like Stanley Tucci as an actor, you will enjoy the audiobook with him reading it. I did, even when I chafed at some of the material and wished for more depth.
While there are some nice anecdotes and some interesting food and Tucci’s sense of humor is prominently featured, a large portion of the book reads like the perfunctory recitation of menus, with only occasional general notes about the food or the circumstances in which they were consumed. After the first couple of mentions of (I’m paraphrasing) drinking “red or white wine, but I can’t recall what they were,” “pasta with butter and cheese” that is constantly served to his young children, etc., it became repetitive and borderline tiresome. A dispassionate or partial list of ingredients isn’t up to scratch when you’re playing in this field, and I’m surprised that this book made it through the conception phase as is.
I suppose if you’re reading for the celebrity-ness of it all, and approached the author’s “Searching for Italy” with the same grace, this might be a more satisfying experience. There is an ongoing cast of famous dinner companions, though only rarely (and closer to the end) do those anecdotes provide the sense of companionship and communion and insight that you’d hope for. Actually, one of the closing chapters featuring a visit to Guy Ritchie’s English estate is really quite wonderful—from Ritchie’s exacting culinary skills to the the incredible inventiveness of the kitchen equipment he designed, I read about a side of him I’d never even imagined before (and I’ve met the man!). The description of him pushing Tucci into the kitchen so they could finish grilling a fish and ripping into it right then and there with their bare hands made my mouth water and my brain and my senses tingle. I could vividly imagine what it must have been like to be there—I loved that section so much, but I also felt cheated, because the rest of the book rarely ever approaches that in terms of describing food or the people Tucci is enjoying it with.
Which brings me to two more personal things: Tucci is charmingly cantankerous and persnickety, even more so than I expected him to be. It’s amusing when it’s self-directed and it’s even funnier when he’s speaking of or to his friends in a mock-vendetta kind of way. But he does spend an inordinate amount of time complaining about subpar food that he comes across, in hotels, in airplanes, in restaurants, at events, or sometimes about travel or interactions with the public. And I get it, I really do, but the amount of space dedicated to these rants—and the seeming lack of awareness that these are issues everyone endures, and some would count themselves lucky to “endure” given the way so many are struggling—comes off as off-puttingly privileged at best. The second part that took me aback concerns the many, many veiled digs at his wife. Some are meant to be funny, I guess, and he certainly does say positive things about her as well. But other barbs seemed extremely ungenerous or fraught with underlying tension. Several references are made to her supposed infidelity, which is none of my fucking business, except that it’s been made so by being casually and repeatedly dropped into this book—without explanation, without detail, and frankly, without need. Setting off this bomb, in this way, in this type of book, serves no purpose except petty ones. If any of this was meant to be some sort of inside joke, well, it’s just. not. funny.
Which brings me back to the book’s format—the short entries don’t do justice to the subject of food, they make his work/pleasure meals with movie people seem like not much more than name-dropping (even with the awareness that this is the world he inhabits), and they make the inclusion of whatever marital issues are going on just…baffling. Balancing out this stuff with material that was more fleshed out would have made more sense. It seems that his previous memoir was more of a true memoir, so perhaps I’ll check that out sometime.
This one, however, feels like both a missed opportunity as well as an incomplete portrayal of the author. Deleting half the entries and expanding the stories and themes would have made his intentions clearer, and made for a much richer, more rewarding experience. The format is, after all, completely arbitrary.
Audio Notes: If you like Stanley Tucci as an actor, you will enjoy the audiobook with him reading it. I did, even when I chafed at some of the material and wished for more depth.
March 1, 2025
Written as journal entries over the course of a year, Stanley Tucci’s love of family and good food comes across loud & clear in these pages as he shares snippets of his life, as well as the amazing food he ate over the course of the year. He’s quite the cook and shares his successes, as well as his failures.
His book is a reminder to all of us the role food & celebrations plays in our lives. His life may not resemble mine, but I found him humble and relatable. I loved his wit, his dry sense of humor, as well as his often poignant memories and stories. He’s known grief as he lost his first wife to cancer, and he’s known illness as he himself was diagnosed with cancer (now in remission).
I enjoyed the audio, which was narrated by the author himself. I added the author’s cookbook to my Amazon cart as soon as I finished. If you love food, especially Italian food (and who doesn’t?), this is a must read! Better yet, listen to it!
Oh and follow him on Instagram - he often posts cooking videos and his sense of humor is on full display.
His book is a reminder to all of us the role food & celebrations plays in our lives. His life may not resemble mine, but I found him humble and relatable. I loved his wit, his dry sense of humor, as well as his often poignant memories and stories. He’s known grief as he lost his first wife to cancer, and he’s known illness as he himself was diagnosed with cancer (now in remission).
I enjoyed the audio, which was narrated by the author himself. I added the author’s cookbook to my Amazon cart as soon as I finished. If you love food, especially Italian food (and who doesn’t?), this is a must read! Better yet, listen to it!
Oh and follow him on Instagram - he often posts cooking videos and his sense of humor is on full display.
July 27, 2024
3.5 stars
Stanley tucci writes of his life in the way you would most expect: he is often a little pretentious, but he is always charming. This man eats so much pasta!
Stanley tucci writes of his life in the way you would most expect: he is often a little pretentious, but he is always charming. This man eats so much pasta!
November 9, 2024
Me love you long time, Stanley Tucci — in fact, ever since I was first introduced to your acting and culinary skills in "Big Night." The movie you co-wrote, co-directed, and starred in back in 1996 remains one of my favorites today.
Tucci’s memoir Taste: My Life Through Food garnered 5-stars from me in 2022. His latest release What I Ate in One Year, offers a further glimpse into the actor and gourmand’s life.
Full of vignettes spanning a year, Tucci shares his love of food, tried-and-true recipes, as well as his thoughts on aging and his deep love for family. A thoroughly entertaining read.
October 8, 2024
I won the book in a Goodreads giveaway.
I like the actor, Stanley Tucci. I really liked his show Searching for Italy.
This book, however, uncovered a tightly-wound food snob. If you struggle to put food on the table, you may feel morally outraged by the extravagance and waste depicted in this family’s everyday life.
And the bits about his wife’s “work trips” and thinly veiled hints at infidelity were unkind at best. If the woman is going on work trips, then these comments are disrespectful. If she is taking lovers, then stop being passive-aggressive and either accept it graciously or make some new choices. I ultimately decided Mr. Tucci is insecure.
I asked myself why this book existed and determined it is promotional material for his new series Tucci-Heart of Italy.
I like the actor, Stanley Tucci. I really liked his show Searching for Italy.
This book, however, uncovered a tightly-wound food snob. If you struggle to put food on the table, you may feel morally outraged by the extravagance and waste depicted in this family’s everyday life.
And the bits about his wife’s “work trips” and thinly veiled hints at infidelity were unkind at best. If the woman is going on work trips, then these comments are disrespectful. If she is taking lovers, then stop being passive-aggressive and either accept it graciously or make some new choices. I ultimately decided Mr. Tucci is insecure.
I asked myself why this book existed and determined it is promotional material for his new series Tucci-Heart of Italy.
October 25, 2024
I enjoyed Tucci’s other book, Taste, but this one was a horrendous bore. It’s just a man endlessly complaining and nitpicking everything from food (obviously), hotels, planes, travel accommodations, people, children, and more. I don’t enjoy that from people I know let alone from a celebrity I don’t.
The tone goes beyond the delightfully pretentious Tucci you expect into complete snobbery. Past charming into alienating. And then entirely insecure with digs at his wife and allusions to her infidelity that he refuses to confront or face but instead shares with us in this diary-like setting. It’s bizarre and offputting.
Not enjoyable to read and a complete waste of the money I spent on the audiobook.
The tone goes beyond the delightfully pretentious Tucci you expect into complete snobbery. Past charming into alienating. And then entirely insecure with digs at his wife and allusions to her infidelity that he refuses to confront or face but instead shares with us in this diary-like setting. It’s bizarre and offputting.
Not enjoyable to read and a complete waste of the money I spent on the audiobook.
March 6, 2025
I gained five pounds walking to this audiobook.
There are no words to express how much I adore Stanley Tucci. I’m an old lady, so my love for Tucci and his love for food goes way back to Big Night. There’s simply no argument that he excels at his craft (I mean did you guys see Conclave? Holy crap is he great.) But this newfound career as an eatie is simply chef’s kiss. Searching for Italy was a delight, as was his first food memoir Taste, but this one exceeded all of my expectations (and I was smart enough to get it on audio which is really the only way to go, in my opinion). How is it possible for someone to be so unapologetically bougie and yet completely relatable at the same time? This “year in the life” has a little bit of everything. A glimpse into an A-List sort of lifestyle (presented by a true homebody at heart), Tucci’s signature dry wit, entries about friends and family that bring both the LOLz and the feelz. And pasta. So. Much. Pasta. Simply magical . . . .
Every Star.
There are no words to express how much I adore Stanley Tucci. I’m an old lady, so my love for Tucci and his love for food goes way back to Big Night. There’s simply no argument that he excels at his craft (I mean did you guys see Conclave? Holy crap is he great.) But this newfound career as an eatie is simply chef’s kiss. Searching for Italy was a delight, as was his first food memoir Taste, but this one exceeded all of my expectations (and I was smart enough to get it on audio which is really the only way to go, in my opinion). How is it possible for someone to be so unapologetically bougie and yet completely relatable at the same time? This “year in the life” has a little bit of everything. A glimpse into an A-List sort of lifestyle (presented by a true homebody at heart), Tucci’s signature dry wit, entries about friends and family that bring both the LOLz and the feelz. And pasta. So. Much. Pasta. Simply magical . . . .
Every Star.
October 30, 2024
This book was fun at first, then quickly got very boring. I don't think it was entirely necessary. It only served to make me realize maybe I don't like Stanley Tucci as much as I thought I did.
October 26, 2024
Stan went from charming to snob real quick.
December 16, 2024
For context, I did enjoy Taste... I did not enjoy this book.
Tucci comes off so smarmy, self congratulating, rude, and plagued by inconveniences that most of us would be glad to experience. Too much travel?? Your famous friend brings additional famous friends to your dinner party?? First class airport lounge food not up to your standards??
Honestly read the room Tucci. The name dropping got tiresome, alongside the ridiculous adulation of his friends and the sly digs at his wife were bizarre and unnecessary.
I would've DNF but I need to get my 100 books for the year and basically started hate-listening.
1 star for a surprisingly emotional exchange with a fellow widow.
Tucci comes off so smarmy, self congratulating, rude, and plagued by inconveniences that most of us would be glad to experience. Too much travel?? Your famous friend brings additional famous friends to your dinner party?? First class airport lounge food not up to your standards??
Honestly read the room Tucci. The name dropping got tiresome, alongside the ridiculous adulation of his friends and the sly digs at his wife were bizarre and unnecessary.
I would've DNF but I need to get my 100 books for the year and basically started hate-listening.
1 star for a surprisingly emotional exchange with a fellow widow.
December 16, 2024
2/5
Man atrodo, nepakeliui man su dienoraščiais. Bandžiau Rickmano, bandžiau Tucci ir nu blemba – žmogus man turi rūpėt pakankamai, kad norėčiau žinot ką jie valgo pusryčiam, pietum ir vakarienei ir dar ką valgo jų vaikai. Ir norėčiau pasakyt, kad Tucci čia turėjo žavingų istorijų ir/ar įdomybių, kažkokių negirdėtų receptų, bet jei jo pirmoji autobiografija buvo žavi, įdomi, įtraukianti ir visapusiškai malonumas skaityti, tai čia buvo 90 proc kasdienybės ir 10 proc skundų. Nes lėktuvas vėlavo, nes maistas buvo neskanus, nes žmona nuo kažkurio maisto viduriavo, nes buvo karšta, nes buvo kamščiai, nes kažkas jį renginy užkalbino, o jis kalbėtis nenorėjo, nes kažkas jį atpažino, kai nenorėjo būti atpažintas. Boohoo.
Gal knyga turėjo būti iš serijos „oi, visi mes žmonės“, bet biče, tu keliauji pirma klase, tu gali sau leisti geriausią pasaulio maistą. Boohoo, kad kažkokiam lėktuve lašiša buvo neskani. Kasdienybė? Taip. Bet kodėl man turėtų būti įdomu? Ir nors buvo kelios prošvaistės, kaip pavyzdžiui pasakojimas apie nuo karo bėgančias ukrainietes, nors buvo keli smagūs anekdotai iš gyvenimo, palyginus su Taste čia buvo vieno senstelėjusio vyro vienų metų meniu santrauka. O aš šiandien valgiau karštą sumuštinį, pyragėlį su vyšniom, kiaulienos troškinį su bulvių koše ir gėriau du puodelius kavos. Ai, dar daug vandens. Tai va.
Man atrodo, nepakeliui man su dienoraščiais. Bandžiau Rickmano, bandžiau Tucci ir nu blemba – žmogus man turi rūpėt pakankamai, kad norėčiau žinot ką jie valgo pusryčiam, pietum ir vakarienei ir dar ką valgo jų vaikai. Ir norėčiau pasakyt, kad Tucci čia turėjo žavingų istorijų ir/ar įdomybių, kažkokių negirdėtų receptų, bet jei jo pirmoji autobiografija buvo žavi, įdomi, įtraukianti ir visapusiškai malonumas skaityti, tai čia buvo 90 proc kasdienybės ir 10 proc skundų. Nes lėktuvas vėlavo, nes maistas buvo neskanus, nes žmona nuo kažkurio maisto viduriavo, nes buvo karšta, nes buvo kamščiai, nes kažkas jį renginy užkalbino, o jis kalbėtis nenorėjo, nes kažkas jį atpažino, kai nenorėjo būti atpažintas. Boohoo.
Gal knyga turėjo būti iš serijos „oi, visi mes žmonės“, bet biče, tu keliauji pirma klase, tu gali sau leisti geriausią pasaulio maistą. Boohoo, kad kažkokiam lėktuve lašiša buvo neskani. Kasdienybė? Taip. Bet kodėl man turėtų būti įdomu? Ir nors buvo kelios prošvaistės, kaip pavyzdžiui pasakojimas apie nuo karo bėgančias ukrainietes, nors buvo keli smagūs anekdotai iš gyvenimo, palyginus su Taste čia buvo vieno senstelėjusio vyro vienų metų meniu santrauka. O aš šiandien valgiau karštą sumuštinį, pyragėlį su vyšniom, kiaulienos troškinį su bulvių koše ir gėriau du puodelius kavos. Ai, dar daug vandens. Tai va.
January 18, 2025
"The older you get the faster time seems to fly."
How happy am I to have opened my reading account for the year with this book? Very!
Another delightful and delectable book by the affable Mr.Tucci. He knows his food, but doesn't come across as either a food bore or a food snob. He simply relishes food and the role it plays in our lives. Not just as fuel, but as something to be creative with, to provide solace or comfort, and to remind us of people and events.
This is a foodie memoir from January 2, 2023 to January 2, 2024. There are recipes. Anecdotes about his travels. Insights into his love for his family and pride in his children. Friends and friends of friends sharing meals. There are good moments and difficult ones. Extraordinary food and some epic recipe fails.
He's a wonderful raconteur and this was written with the same warm style as his earlier book Taste.
Food is something you need each and every day, so you may as well enjoy it.
And remember, simple is best.
A simple plate.
A simple bowl.
A simple fork.
A simple spoon.
A simple knife.
Then just make good food. Simply.
That's all one should want and all one needs.
If anyone wants or needs more than that, they should reasses their values.
It's that simple.
Yes it is. Dobar tek!
How happy am I to have opened my reading account for the year with this book? Very!
Another delightful and delectable book by the affable Mr.Tucci. He knows his food, but doesn't come across as either a food bore or a food snob. He simply relishes food and the role it plays in our lives. Not just as fuel, but as something to be creative with, to provide solace or comfort, and to remind us of people and events.
This is a foodie memoir from January 2, 2023 to January 2, 2024. There are recipes. Anecdotes about his travels. Insights into his love for his family and pride in his children. Friends and friends of friends sharing meals. There are good moments and difficult ones. Extraordinary food and some epic recipe fails.
He's a wonderful raconteur and this was written with the same warm style as his earlier book Taste.
Food is something you need each and every day, so you may as well enjoy it.
And remember, simple is best.
A simple plate.
A simple bowl.
A simple fork.
A simple spoon.
A simple knife.
Then just make good food. Simply.
That's all one should want and all one needs.
If anyone wants or needs more than that, they should reasses their values.
It's that simple.
Yes it is. Dobar tek!
January 9, 2025
I wanted to like this book. Really, I did. But I knew within a singular chapter - which stretched across two very short pages - that this wasn’t the book for me. Alas, I love Stanley Tucci. I love Dolly Alderton (who provided a quote). I know his voice and his face and his work, so I persisted in his honour.
Things I liked about this book: anecdote from the acting world, big celebrity name-drops, full recipes throughout that corresponded with his cooking adventures, his take on death and technology, his brutal honesty about meals that were sh**, the fact that he eats pasta every damn day.
Things I didn’t like about this book: abysmally short chapters that didn’t allow the reader to sink into or care about any one moment or meal, clunky sentences (reads like a series of short diary entries), very few narrative threads that drive the plot forward other than a) his daughter, Millie, being obsessed with pasta with butter and cheese, 2) his yoga trainer, Monique, and c) his wife maybe always cheating on him?
More things I didn’t like about the book: references to Italian recipes and Italian words with no translation or explanation, wildly inconsistent formatting that often caught me off guard. Like what was up with the random “ode to a dirty bird”? A freeform recipe/poem in the style of E. E. Cummings? Why?
In short, I didn’t like this book. I didn’t want to dislike it this much, but I did. I kept pushing through, waiting for something to click or to discover a big pay off in the end, but it just never came. It just.. wasn’t for me.
But hey, if you like the idea of reading a very famous actor’s food diary (that mostly consists of pasta dishes), then dive right in. In fact, message me and I’ll send you my copy.
Things I liked about this book: anecdote from the acting world, big celebrity name-drops, full recipes throughout that corresponded with his cooking adventures, his take on death and technology, his brutal honesty about meals that were sh**, the fact that he eats pasta every damn day.
Things I didn’t like about this book: abysmally short chapters that didn’t allow the reader to sink into or care about any one moment or meal, clunky sentences (reads like a series of short diary entries), very few narrative threads that drive the plot forward other than a) his daughter, Millie, being obsessed with pasta with butter and cheese, 2) his yoga trainer, Monique, and c) his wife maybe always cheating on him?
More things I didn’t like about the book: references to Italian recipes and Italian words with no translation or explanation, wildly inconsistent formatting that often caught me off guard. Like what was up with the random “ode to a dirty bird”? A freeform recipe/poem in the style of E. E. Cummings? Why?
In short, I didn’t like this book. I didn’t want to dislike it this much, but I did. I kept pushing through, waiting for something to click or to discover a big pay off in the end, but it just never came. It just.. wasn’t for me.
But hey, if you like the idea of reading a very famous actor’s food diary (that mostly consists of pasta dishes), then dive right in. In fact, message me and I’ll send you my copy.
October 20, 2024
Half this book is about food and the other half is Tucci complaining: food, public transit, people doing their jobs with the rules he’s aware of but doesn’t care to follow, his job… I kind of wish I hadn’t read this— I can handle someone being a food snob, but being an all around snob is just annoying.
January 4, 2025
I admit that I didn't actually know Stanley Tucci's name until recently. His face is well known to me as I am really into movies and he has definitely starred in numerous movies including one of my favorites - The Devil Wears Prada. However, it wasn't until noticing this book that I put the name with the face. The title caught my attention and then looking closer I noticed that Tucci also has a few cookbooks. Being somewhat of a foodie, I was interested in this memoir.
I chose the audio version which is read by the author and I think that was a good choice for me. I could see this maybe not holding my attention as well had I chosen the print version. The memoir reads much like diary entries with actual dates throughout the year where Tucci includes quite literally what he and sometimes his wife and kids ate on a particular day. There are, of course, other life happenings included with the diary entries. I enjoyed Tucci's anecdotes. I laughed a few times. The audio version allowed me to hear the passion in his voice for food and the joy he gets from preparing delicious foods. Side note: Tucci and I have STRONGLY disagreeing opinions about celebrating Halloween.
The biggest takeaway for me from this book was I realized how much I had gradually strayed away from spending time in the kitchen experimenting with new foods and recipes. What I Ate in One Year has inspired me to find my way back into my kitchen and explore cooking again.
I chose the audio version which is read by the author and I think that was a good choice for me. I could see this maybe not holding my attention as well had I chosen the print version. The memoir reads much like diary entries with actual dates throughout the year where Tucci includes quite literally what he and sometimes his wife and kids ate on a particular day. There are, of course, other life happenings included with the diary entries. I enjoyed Tucci's anecdotes. I laughed a few times. The audio version allowed me to hear the passion in his voice for food and the joy he gets from preparing delicious foods. Side note: Tucci and I have STRONGLY disagreeing opinions about celebrating Halloween.
The biggest takeaway for me from this book was I realized how much I had gradually strayed away from spending time in the kitchen experimenting with new foods and recipes. What I Ate in One Year has inspired me to find my way back into my kitchen and explore cooking again.
November 11, 2024
I read Mr. Tucci's last memoir, Taste, and absolutely loved it. This was another look at food, friendship, family, and film, and I enjoyed listening to every word the author read aloud to me. His life is certainly fascinating, and he has clearly learned that what matters most is that fascinating life. This makes him a relatable storyteller despite his fame and the fact that he is constantly hosting or being hosted by famous friends.
This memoir is delivered in more of a diary format, which I found a little more disjointed than the format of his previous memoir. If he writes another one, I'll devour it like a foodie being fed by a chef with three Michelin stars.
Thanks to @libro.fm for the gifted audiobook.
This memoir is delivered in more of a diary format, which I found a little more disjointed than the format of his previous memoir. If he writes another one, I'll devour it like a foodie being fed by a chef with three Michelin stars.
Thanks to @libro.fm for the gifted audiobook.
October 18, 2024
I must admit I was disappointed by this one. I love Stanley Tucci and I loved his last book, but this was essentially written as a journal and a lot of the meals he ate were bad and/or disappointing to him?? Obviously I know that every meal he encounters isn’t going to be the best meal of his life, but I do wish this was more of the highlights of the year and less “I was running late so I ate a banana” and “airline food is disgusting.” In my opinion, if you order salmon on a flight and it’s gross, that one’s on you. Certain criticisms also felt a bit snobbish, so there was a lot less about the simple pleasures of food and the joys of cooking than his other works.
February 18, 2025
This is high entertainment for foodie tragics delivered with Tucci’s idiosyncratic blend of obsessiveness, neurosis and charm.
The title remains true to the content - a daily, detailed diary of food purchased, cooked, ingested; there are helpful kitchen hints, recipes, exhaustive records of visits to markets, restaurants, food stores and other haunts beloved by fellow foodies.
These are interspersed with ‘and related thoughts,’ (the book’s subtitle): his work, travel, family, memories, praises and gripes which are also food-centric but give poignant glimpses of Tucci’s inner demons.
The title remains true to the content - a daily, detailed diary of food purchased, cooked, ingested; there are helpful kitchen hints, recipes, exhaustive records of visits to markets, restaurants, food stores and other haunts beloved by fellow foodies.
These are interspersed with ‘and related thoughts,’ (the book’s subtitle): his work, travel, family, memories, praises and gripes which are also food-centric but give poignant glimpses of Tucci’s inner demons.
October 12, 2024
Savoring Life, One Bite at a Time
You know that feeling when you're tucking into a really good meal? The kind where every bite makes you close your eyes and go "Mmm"? Well, that's pretty much how I felt reading Stanley Tucci's latest book, "What I Ate in One Year." It's like sitting down to a long, leisurely dinner with your wittiest friend – the one who always has the best stories and knows exactly which wine to order.
Tucci, the silver fox of the culinary world (and, oh yeah, a pretty decent actor too), has already given us a taste of his foodie obsession in "Taste: My Life Through Food" and his cookbooks. But this time, he's serving up something a little different. It's part diary, part food journal, and entirely delicious.
The Main Course: A Year in the Life
So, what's on the menu? Basically, everything Tucci ate for an entire year. And let me tell you, this man eats well. From simple pasta dishes whipped up at home to elaborate feasts in far-flung locales, Tucci takes us on a gastronomic journey that'll have you salivating and booking flights to Italy (or at least ordering takeout) in equal measure.
But here's the thing – it's not just about the food. Oh no, Tucci's got more cooking than that. As he guides us through his culinary calendar, he serves up generous portions of family, friendship, and reflection. It's like... you know when you're eating something really good and you want to share it with someone? That's what Tucci's doing with his life.
Appetizers: The Familiar Flavors
Fans of Tucci's previous works will find plenty to savor here. His dry wit is as sharp as ever (seriously, this guy could cut prosciutto with his one-liners), and his passion for Italian cuisine remains undimmed. But there's a new depth to this offering, a richness that comes from marinating in life's experiences.
The Secret Ingredient: Vulnerability
What really sets this book apart is Tucci's willingness to get, well, a little raw. He doesn't shy away from the tough stuff – aging parents, the lingering effects of his cancer treatment, the bittersweet pangs of watching his children grow up. It's like he's invited us into his kitchen and is sharing not just the polished final dish, but all the messy prep work too.
A Tasting Menu of Highlights
Look, I could go on about this book all day (and night, and probably well into tomorrow's breakfast), but let's break it down into some bite-sized morsels:
1. The Family Recipes
Tucci's descriptions of cooking with his kids and sharing meals with his wife, Felicity, are enough to warm even the coldest leftovers. There's a moment where he talks about making pasta with his young son that'll have you reaching for the phone to call your own family.
2. The Celebrity Encounters
From casual dinners with Emily Blunt and John Krasinski to an surreal barbecue at Guy Ritchie's estate, Tucci's Hollywood connections add some serious spice to the mix. But he never name-drops for the sake of it – these people are part of his life, and the meals they share are genuine moments of connection.
3. The Travel Tales
Whether he's sampling street food in Moldova or indulging in a multi-course feast in Rome, Tucci's adventures will give you serious wanderlust. And don't even get me started on his descriptions of the food in Bordeaux – I may have actually licked the page.
4. The Home Cooking
Some of the best moments are the simplest – Tucci whipping up a quick pasta for his kids or experimenting with a new recipe. It's a reminder that great food doesn't always need Michelin stars or fancy ingredients.
5. The Reflections
Between courses, Tucci serves up some seriously thought-provoking stuff. His musings on mortality, legacy, and the passage of time add a bittersweet flavor that lingers long after you've turned the last page.
A Few Critiques (Because No Meal is Perfect)
Look, I loved this book. But if I'm being honest (and Tucci's honesty throughout this memoir inspires me to do the same), there are a couple of tiny bones I could pick:
1. Sometimes the pacing feels a bit... uneven. Like when you're really enjoying your appetizer and the main course arrives too quickly. There are moments where I wanted Tucci to linger a little longer on a particular story or reflection.
2. If you're not a foodie, some of the more detailed culinary descriptions might have you reaching for a dictionary (or Google). But hey, learning is part of the fun, right?
3. Occasionally, the name-dropping and luxurious meals can feel a tad... indulgent. But Tucci's self-awareness and humor usually balance it out.
The Dessert Course: Final Thoughts
"What I Ate in One Year" is more than just a food diary. It's a celebration of life's flavors – the sweet, the salty, the bitter, and everything in between. Tucci has crafted a memoir that's as nourishing as it is entertaining.
It's the kind of book that'll make you want to cook more, travel more, and most importantly, savor every moment (and meal) with the people you love. Because as Tucci so beautifully demonstrates, food is more than sustenance – it's a way to connect, to remember, and to create new memories.
Who Should Read This?
- Foodies (obviously)
- Fans of Tucci's previous books and his "Searching for Italy" series
- Anyone who enjoys memoirs with a side of humor
- Armchair travelers
- People who appreciate good storytelling (and good eating)
Pairings
For the full experience, I recommend reading this book:
- With a glass of good Italian wine
- While snacking on some prosciutto and Parmigiano
- Before, during, or after cooking a meal from one of Tucci's cookbooks
The Digestif: A Toast to Tucci
In a world that often feels like it's moving too fast, "What I Ate in One Year" is an invitation to slow down, pull up a chair, and savor life's feast. It's honest, it's funny, it's poignant, and yes, it'll make you very, very hungry.
So here's to Stanley Tucci – actor, author, and culinary raconteur extraordinaire. May his pasta always be al dente, his wine cellar always full, and his stories always as rich and satisfying as this one.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a sudden craving for Italian food and a burning desire to book a flight to Rome. Buon appetito!
You know that feeling when you're tucking into a really good meal? The kind where every bite makes you close your eyes and go "Mmm"? Well, that's pretty much how I felt reading Stanley Tucci's latest book, "What I Ate in One Year." It's like sitting down to a long, leisurely dinner with your wittiest friend – the one who always has the best stories and knows exactly which wine to order.
Tucci, the silver fox of the culinary world (and, oh yeah, a pretty decent actor too), has already given us a taste of his foodie obsession in "Taste: My Life Through Food" and his cookbooks. But this time, he's serving up something a little different. It's part diary, part food journal, and entirely delicious.
The Main Course: A Year in the Life
So, what's on the menu? Basically, everything Tucci ate for an entire year. And let me tell you, this man eats well. From simple pasta dishes whipped up at home to elaborate feasts in far-flung locales, Tucci takes us on a gastronomic journey that'll have you salivating and booking flights to Italy (or at least ordering takeout) in equal measure.
But here's the thing – it's not just about the food. Oh no, Tucci's got more cooking than that. As he guides us through his culinary calendar, he serves up generous portions of family, friendship, and reflection. It's like... you know when you're eating something really good and you want to share it with someone? That's what Tucci's doing with his life.
Appetizers: The Familiar Flavors
Fans of Tucci's previous works will find plenty to savor here. His dry wit is as sharp as ever (seriously, this guy could cut prosciutto with his one-liners), and his passion for Italian cuisine remains undimmed. But there's a new depth to this offering, a richness that comes from marinating in life's experiences.
The Secret Ingredient: Vulnerability
What really sets this book apart is Tucci's willingness to get, well, a little raw. He doesn't shy away from the tough stuff – aging parents, the lingering effects of his cancer treatment, the bittersweet pangs of watching his children grow up. It's like he's invited us into his kitchen and is sharing not just the polished final dish, but all the messy prep work too.
A Tasting Menu of Highlights
Look, I could go on about this book all day (and night, and probably well into tomorrow's breakfast), but let's break it down into some bite-sized morsels:
1. The Family Recipes
Tucci's descriptions of cooking with his kids and sharing meals with his wife, Felicity, are enough to warm even the coldest leftovers. There's a moment where he talks about making pasta with his young son that'll have you reaching for the phone to call your own family.
2. The Celebrity Encounters
From casual dinners with Emily Blunt and John Krasinski to an surreal barbecue at Guy Ritchie's estate, Tucci's Hollywood connections add some serious spice to the mix. But he never name-drops for the sake of it – these people are part of his life, and the meals they share are genuine moments of connection.
3. The Travel Tales
Whether he's sampling street food in Moldova or indulging in a multi-course feast in Rome, Tucci's adventures will give you serious wanderlust. And don't even get me started on his descriptions of the food in Bordeaux – I may have actually licked the page.
4. The Home Cooking
Some of the best moments are the simplest – Tucci whipping up a quick pasta for his kids or experimenting with a new recipe. It's a reminder that great food doesn't always need Michelin stars or fancy ingredients.
5. The Reflections
Between courses, Tucci serves up some seriously thought-provoking stuff. His musings on mortality, legacy, and the passage of time add a bittersweet flavor that lingers long after you've turned the last page.
A Few Critiques (Because No Meal is Perfect)
Look, I loved this book. But if I'm being honest (and Tucci's honesty throughout this memoir inspires me to do the same), there are a couple of tiny bones I could pick:
1. Sometimes the pacing feels a bit... uneven. Like when you're really enjoying your appetizer and the main course arrives too quickly. There are moments where I wanted Tucci to linger a little longer on a particular story or reflection.
2. If you're not a foodie, some of the more detailed culinary descriptions might have you reaching for a dictionary (or Google). But hey, learning is part of the fun, right?
3. Occasionally, the name-dropping and luxurious meals can feel a tad... indulgent. But Tucci's self-awareness and humor usually balance it out.
The Dessert Course: Final Thoughts
"What I Ate in One Year" is more than just a food diary. It's a celebration of life's flavors – the sweet, the salty, the bitter, and everything in between. Tucci has crafted a memoir that's as nourishing as it is entertaining.
It's the kind of book that'll make you want to cook more, travel more, and most importantly, savor every moment (and meal) with the people you love. Because as Tucci so beautifully demonstrates, food is more than sustenance – it's a way to connect, to remember, and to create new memories.
Who Should Read This?
- Foodies (obviously)
- Fans of Tucci's previous books and his "Searching for Italy" series
- Anyone who enjoys memoirs with a side of humor
- Armchair travelers
- People who appreciate good storytelling (and good eating)
Pairings
For the full experience, I recommend reading this book:
- With a glass of good Italian wine
- While snacking on some prosciutto and Parmigiano
- Before, during, or after cooking a meal from one of Tucci's cookbooks
The Digestif: A Toast to Tucci
In a world that often feels like it's moving too fast, "What I Ate in One Year" is an invitation to slow down, pull up a chair, and savor life's feast. It's honest, it's funny, it's poignant, and yes, it'll make you very, very hungry.
So here's to Stanley Tucci – actor, author, and culinary raconteur extraordinaire. May his pasta always be al dente, his wine cellar always full, and his stories always as rich and satisfying as this one.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a sudden craving for Italian food and a burning desire to book a flight to Rome. Buon appetito!
November 24, 2024
fun audiobook experience, but unfortunately I found that tucci’s pretension outweighs his charm in this one. while his love for food shines through, his entries often feel repetitive, revolving mostly around pasta and familiar italian staples without much culinary variety, and slightly out of touch.
July 15, 2025
4.5/5 ✩
“Eating a simple dish gives one clarity. Pasta with butter and cheese laughs in the face of our complex lives.”
QUICK SUMMARY
What I Ate in One Year is less the food memoir it's advertised as, and more just a diary in which Tucci discusses food and how it relates to his life. And I loved every moment of it. Pun intended, this book was a good palette cleanser for me, something light and easy and comforting, and it has made me so much more interested in exploring food in my own life.
R.E.A.D.S. SCORE
R: 7/10
E: 10/10
A: 8/10
D: 8/10
S: 8/10
Total: 8.20/10.00
“Eating a simple dish gives one clarity. Pasta with butter and cheese laughs in the face of our complex lives.”
QUICK SUMMARY
What I Ate in One Year is less the food memoir it's advertised as, and more just a diary in which Tucci discusses food and how it relates to his life. And I loved every moment of it. Pun intended, this book was a good palette cleanser for me, something light and easy and comforting, and it has made me so much more interested in exploring food in my own life.
R.E.A.D.S. SCORE
R: 7/10
E: 10/10
A: 8/10
D: 8/10
S: 8/10
Total: 8.20/10.00
July 7, 2024
Stanley Tucci’s "What I Ate in One Year" is a delightful culinary memoir that offers an intimate glimpse into the actor's life through the lens of his gastronomic experiences over a year.
Tucci shares his passion for food with vivid descriptions and engaging anecdotes. The book is filled with mouth-watering details of meals ranging from simple home-cooked dishes to extravagant feasts at high-end restaurants. His writing style is warm and personable, I felt as though I was sharing a meal with an old friend.
What sets this memoir apart is Tucci's ability to connect food with personal memories and cultural insights. Recipes interspersed throughout the book invite readers to try their hand at some of his favorite dishes.
"What I Ate in One Year" is more than just a foodie’s diary; it’s a celebration of the joys of eating and the rich tapestry of life’s experiences that come with it. Tucci's narrative is a feast for the senses and a testament to the power of food to bring people together.
Many thanks to Edelweiss, Gallery Books, and Stanley Tucci for the opportunity to read and review "What I Ate in One Year" prior to its publication date.
Tucci shares his passion for food with vivid descriptions and engaging anecdotes. The book is filled with mouth-watering details of meals ranging from simple home-cooked dishes to extravagant feasts at high-end restaurants. His writing style is warm and personable, I felt as though I was sharing a meal with an old friend.
What sets this memoir apart is Tucci's ability to connect food with personal memories and cultural insights. Recipes interspersed throughout the book invite readers to try their hand at some of his favorite dishes.
"What I Ate in One Year" is more than just a foodie’s diary; it’s a celebration of the joys of eating and the rich tapestry of life’s experiences that come with it. Tucci's narrative is a feast for the senses and a testament to the power of food to bring people together.
Many thanks to Edelweiss, Gallery Books, and Stanley Tucci for the opportunity to read and review "What I Ate in One Year" prior to its publication date.
December 13, 2024
This disappointed me so badly that I can't even talk about it yet.
February 19, 2025
Love this guy!!!!!
September 3, 2025
I started the hardcover version of this book & despite being a total Tuccinator, I was often not able to focus on it for very long. I made it about 40 pages in before I headed to Goodreads to discover many readers preferred the audiobook read by the king Stanley Tucci himself! I switched to that version immediately & have zero regrets. There is simply nothing like his cooking tips, wit, humor & recipes read aloud. I read his previous book "Taste" as well & while I did appreciate the recipes & family history in that one a bit more, this was an incredibly realistic & appreciated point of view on his day to day life & diet. He spoke about his family & what he feeds his children, what he & his wife deal with on a day to day basis when it comes to work, meeting fans, constantly traveling, etc. At times, the book did include complaints & details of his job that are unimaginable to most. All things can be true! You can be rich & famous & also hate airlines just like the rest of us uncultured swine! Lol also just the details of the places he's invited to are wild! So entertaining though & it's clear he is just a family man who is obsessed with food, fine dining, critiquing cooks & cuisine. Ain't nothin wrong with that! Love you Stan the man! Great, relaxing listen for my summer!
May 12, 2025
“Soup is life in a pot.”
Stanley Tucci’s WHAT I ATE IN ONE YEAR is a decent read. It took me a while to finish—not because it was dull, but because it’s the kind of book best consumed in small bites. It’s perfect for those five minutes before bed or, to put it delicately, “call of nature” reading.
The book is essentially a food-centric diary of Tucci’s 2023, peppered with thoughts on life, travel, and family. Most entries are short and digestible, making it easy to read a few at a time without losing the thread.
Tucci occasionally offers sharp, thoughtful insights into food and living. At other times, he veers into being a bit pompous or too self-aware—sometimes even trying a little too hard to impress. But honestly, I don’t hold that against him. We all have those moments, and that’s part of what makes this text feel human and mostly authentic. We can all be that way from time to time.
Quotes:
• “Sharing food is one of the purest human acts.”
• “I love this restaurant because both its aesthetic and its menu sit between the elegant and the everyday, which is something we should all strive for.”
• “We all know that it's the small consistencies of life that are vital to keeping us grounded.”
• “Good art is ever changing and therefore at times inconsistent. Art is the opposite of a Twinkie.”
I picked WHAT I ATE IN ONE YEAR up on a whim because I liked the color of the cover, that’s a true story—and once I started, I never felt like putting it down. That, to me, counts as a success. Not a life-changing book, but a pleasant and worthwhile investment of time.
Stanley Tucci’s WHAT I ATE IN ONE YEAR is a decent read. It took me a while to finish—not because it was dull, but because it’s the kind of book best consumed in small bites. It’s perfect for those five minutes before bed or, to put it delicately, “call of nature” reading.
The book is essentially a food-centric diary of Tucci’s 2023, peppered with thoughts on life, travel, and family. Most entries are short and digestible, making it easy to read a few at a time without losing the thread.
Tucci occasionally offers sharp, thoughtful insights into food and living. At other times, he veers into being a bit pompous or too self-aware—sometimes even trying a little too hard to impress. But honestly, I don’t hold that against him. We all have those moments, and that’s part of what makes this text feel human and mostly authentic. We can all be that way from time to time.
Quotes:
• “Sharing food is one of the purest human acts.”
• “I love this restaurant because both its aesthetic and its menu sit between the elegant and the everyday, which is something we should all strive for.”
• “We all know that it's the small consistencies of life that are vital to keeping us grounded.”
• “Good art is ever changing and therefore at times inconsistent. Art is the opposite of a Twinkie.”
I picked WHAT I ATE IN ONE YEAR up on a whim because I liked the color of the cover, that’s a true story—and once I started, I never felt like putting it down. That, to me, counts as a success. Not a life-changing book, but a pleasant and worthwhile investment of time.
October 14, 2024
“Sharing food is one of the purest human acts.”
Truly a fantastic memoir!
Y’all know I’m a foodie and this is an ode to food and food lovers everywhere.
I am a huge fan of Tucci (super excited for his new movie Conclave coming out later this month), and found myself absorbed in his television series Searching for Italy. Tucci loves eating, drinking, and cooking in the same easy and joyful way that l do, and this is what made a glimpse into his life relatable and interesting. Not to mention you get to see him as an every day person just living life, cooking for his family and friends, venturing out to both fabulous and horrendous restaurants, and sharing antidotes and thoughts pertaining to life in general.
One of Tucci’s thoughts/questions that he post earlier in the book was when he was asked, “What do you touch most in a day?” Now I’m not bringing this up to be kinky or gross; but instead, I’m looking at this the way Tucci did. The fact that I’m interacting more with my phone than anything else in my day-to-day life really got me thinking.
If you can, grab the audiobook, since Tucci narrates it himself!
For those of you looking for a book to add to your Nonfiction November stack, grab this one and then start it in October!😂
Now I’m off to go re-create some of his recipes shared in the book!
P.S. Make sure you at least have 8 pounds of pasta on hand when you start listening to or reading this book, because you’re gonna wanna cook some up.
Truly a fantastic memoir!
Y’all know I’m a foodie and this is an ode to food and food lovers everywhere.
I am a huge fan of Tucci (super excited for his new movie Conclave coming out later this month), and found myself absorbed in his television series Searching for Italy. Tucci loves eating, drinking, and cooking in the same easy and joyful way that l do, and this is what made a glimpse into his life relatable and interesting. Not to mention you get to see him as an every day person just living life, cooking for his family and friends, venturing out to both fabulous and horrendous restaurants, and sharing antidotes and thoughts pertaining to life in general.
One of Tucci’s thoughts/questions that he post earlier in the book was when he was asked, “What do you touch most in a day?” Now I’m not bringing this up to be kinky or gross; but instead, I’m looking at this the way Tucci did. The fact that I’m interacting more with my phone than anything else in my day-to-day life really got me thinking.
If you can, grab the audiobook, since Tucci narrates it himself!
For those of you looking for a book to add to your Nonfiction November stack, grab this one and then start it in October!😂
Now I’m off to go re-create some of his recipes shared in the book!
P.S. Make sure you at least have 8 pounds of pasta on hand when you start listening to or reading this book, because you’re gonna wanna cook some up.
November 5, 2024
stanley tucci is great, but this book wasn't for me. the book was a nice idea in theory, but the execution of it was seven hours of stanley complaining about 90% of the restaurants he visited, ranting about flights, airport staff, and general people he crossed paths with, and making the same pasta recipes. not what i expected after i loved his last book so much! it was (as an audiobook, anyways!) a mundane and unenthusiastically-read diary, with frequent persnickety comments that made it impossible for me to not roll my eyes. a shame though; he has such an interesting group of people around him that he is always hosting, this could have been something really special!
January 7, 2025
I enjoyed this…but not as much as Taste. It feels wrong to compare the two because they’re different forms of literature. Taste is a memoir, this is more like a diary entry. That said, I loved the format and Stanley’s writing style is fantastic as ever. A real glimpse into the life of a Hollywood foodie.
November 8, 2024
Stanley Tucci is so unabashedly curmudgeonly. Mostly, it's hilarious -- but a few times I felt like there were odd digs at his wife.
Inevitably, this made me so hungry. Plus the name-dropping is fun.
Inevitably, this made me so hungry. Plus the name-dropping is fun.
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