I read cookbooks like novels, and I have ever since I discovered my mother’s late '60s edition of Betty Crocker. I have more than 400 food books, and I love them all, even the ones that aren’t very good.
For as long as I have known how to read, I have been obsessed with cookbooks. I read them everywhere, on the plane, in bed, and of course, by the stove. My best cookbooks are dog-eared, splashed with sauce, and broken of spine. They have a scratch-and-sniff quality that I find comforting. Here are a few of the books that inspire and teach me about cooking to this day.