UGH. What was this? And why did it take me three months to read? I breezed through his first two books, rather enjoying the light writing style and generous vulgarity. This book was exactly the same...in terms of content...of the others. So tonight, at 160 pages into 250, I finally said, "Tony! Stop wasting my time with the same stories; I'm shelving your ass." And then I did. And I realized it was the ex's book which is possibly why it was a dull, lazy read, so then I pushed it behind the books standing at attention. Good riddance, Bourdain; you need new material, sir.
Do not bother with this third installment.