The Debt to Pleasure (87)

This  a memoir that I truly love because it relates the story of his life through his most basic and sublime of human passions: food!

John Lanchester is an Englishman of indeterminate age whose spiritual home has always been France. Tarequin embarks on a journey of the sense, regaling us with his wickedly funny, opinionated meditations on everything from the erotics of dislike to the psychology of a menu from the perverse history of the peach to the brutalization of the British palate, from cheese as the corpse of milk to the binding action of blood.

It is a book that will feast your senses and make you think. It seems that everything that we would take for granted is questioned by Tarquin.

As the story unfolds, Tarquin peels away the layers of his past and in the process proves himself a master of sly wit and subversive ideas. Only gradually do the outlines of a distinctly quirky aesthetic and a highly eccentric moral philosophy emerge until the truth becomes unavoidable.

I enjoyed this book, despite the fact that I don’t always enjoy reading books that have a sinister and quivering tone.

Rating: 4 stars

Reviewed by: Irene S. Roth

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About irenesroth

I am a freelance and academic writer. I am currently writing a book called `Fearless Freelance Writers`. Please look out for it soon on this blog.
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