I'm tempted to call this unadulterated "food porn," but because there are no photos, it's technically got to be called food erotica. And some terrifically fantastic erotica it is!

Ruhlman manages to capture the magic of brown sauce theory and elevates it to near religion while telling some compelling and interesting stories on his journey through the Culinary Institute of America. If I wasn't in a more solid frame of mind, I'd be tempted to pack everything in, take my copy of McGee, and head to the CIA right now.