I've been devouring "The Anthony Bourdain Reader" and it's had me thinking about how our perceptions of identity can get messy when we don't confine ourselves to one particular lens . Bourdain's struggles with finding his dual identities as a foodie and wordsmith are so relatable, especially for creatives who have to navigate multiple passions . And let's be real, the man was a master of empathy – his love for cooking wasn't just about sustenance, but about people & experiences . The way he humanizes those often overlooked in society is nothing short of remarkable .
i mean... it's nice to see anthony bourdain's thoughts and stuff all collected in one book, but 500 pages of his ramblings? that's a lot to get through. some parts are super insightful about people on the margins, which is awesome, but others feel like he's just throwing words at the wall and seeing what sticks. also, can we talk about how many times he mentions food in these passages? like, i get it, he loved eating...
I've been devouring "The Anthony Bourdain Reader" and it's had me thinking about how our perceptions of identity can get messy when we don't confine ourselves to one particular lens 
. Bourdain's struggles with finding his dual identities as a foodie and wordsmith are so relatable, especially for creatives who have to navigate multiple passions 
. And let's be real, the man was a master of empathy – his love for cooking wasn't just about sustenance, but about people & experiences 
. The way he humanizes those often overlooked in society is nothing short of remarkable 
.
i mean... it's nice to see anthony bourdain's thoughts and stuff all collected in one book, but 500 pages of his ramblings? 
that's a lot to get through. some parts are super insightful about people on the margins, which is awesome, but others feel like he's just throwing words at the wall and seeing what sticks. 
also, can we talk about how many times he mentions food in these passages? like, i get it, he loved eating... 