Dangerous Liaisons in the Kitchen: Luca Ducceschi's Menu (Passion)
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Book Details
Author(s)
Luca Ducceschi
Publisher
Lite Editions
ISBN / ASIN
B00IMMHWUY
ISBN-13
978B00IMMHWU2
Marketplace
France 🇫🇷
Description
6 courses, 6 recipes developed through 6 short stories.
(from: FAMILY RELATIONSHIPS, First Course)
I found out about my brother on TV while I was cooking. I was busy shelling prawn tails when I heard his name on the news. It took me a few seconds for it to sink in.
Giorgio P. was arrested during the night on suspicion of being a serial murderer.
It seemed surreal. Utterly absurd.
For various reasons, Giorgio and I weren’t speaking to each other. We hadn't communicated for years. Our parents had died, so we had no reason to see each other. But this was crazy.
I carried on with what I was doing in a dream, catatonic. Various thoughts were running around in my mind. I was squeezing the tangerines when I received the first phone call.
Gianluca was a young local news reporter. And the first to have found me. I decided to give a short interview, but only to him. Besides, I didn't have much to say. Later, sitting at the table eating the linguine with prawns and tangerines I had prepared somewhat absently, my friend Elena persuaded me to keep to myself as much as possible.
Avoid the paparazzi, she suggested. I followed her advice.
The reporter was scheduled to arrive at about four pm. Elena asked me if I wanted her to be present. I told her no. I was going to get rid of him as soon as possible, and then I would go to bed.
"I'm sorry for the mess" I said when he entered. Gianluca was about twenty-five. Tall and fit. Jeans and cord jacket. A wayward lock of hair on his forehead. A nice guy. "I haven't had time to wash th dishes."
"Don’t worry." He smiled. "Did you have guests for lunch?""Just a friend."
He glanced at the sink and at the marble worktop.
(from: FAMILY RELATIONSHIPS, First Course)
I found out about my brother on TV while I was cooking. I was busy shelling prawn tails when I heard his name on the news. It took me a few seconds for it to sink in.
Giorgio P. was arrested during the night on suspicion of being a serial murderer.
It seemed surreal. Utterly absurd.
For various reasons, Giorgio and I weren’t speaking to each other. We hadn't communicated for years. Our parents had died, so we had no reason to see each other. But this was crazy.
I carried on with what I was doing in a dream, catatonic. Various thoughts were running around in my mind. I was squeezing the tangerines when I received the first phone call.
Gianluca was a young local news reporter. And the first to have found me. I decided to give a short interview, but only to him. Besides, I didn't have much to say. Later, sitting at the table eating the linguine with prawns and tangerines I had prepared somewhat absently, my friend Elena persuaded me to keep to myself as much as possible.
Avoid the paparazzi, she suggested. I followed her advice.
The reporter was scheduled to arrive at about four pm. Elena asked me if I wanted her to be present. I told her no. I was going to get rid of him as soon as possible, and then I would go to bed.
"I'm sorry for the mess" I said when he entered. Gianluca was about twenty-five. Tall and fit. Jeans and cord jacket. A wayward lock of hair on his forehead. A nice guy. "I haven't had time to wash th dishes."
"Don’t worry." He smiled. "Did you have guests for lunch?""Just a friend."
He glanced at the sink and at the marble worktop.
