

I have given this book a lengthy review elsewhere (GR, my blog) substantiating my “pan”. But while I think roughly half of the book is a great reference for the actual (his)story of sushi, the sensationalism and hypersexualizing of Kate (alongside other fixations with women‘s bodily presence) was a huge turn off. That, paired with the “see Spot run” style of writing made this a no-go for me. Watch Jiro Dreams of Sushi instead.