This book has an interesting premise (or what I thought was the premise), and that is, we feed ourselves very differently when we are alone than when we are dining with others. It starts out with a story about how one of the authors attended a class where each student wrote down what they ate over the course of the week. The students were not to put their names or any other information on the page; then the instructor shuffled the pages and passed them back out to someone else in the class. From this information only, they were to envision and describe the person whose paper they had. Lots of ramen? Poor college student. Beef jerky, beer, and an absence of green salad material? Likely a man on his own. An interesting study!

So the author goes on to interview all kinds of people, living all kinds of different lives, and asking what they eat. Some "recipes" are included at the end of each chapter. But after a while, the stories started to sound the same. And I have decided that the Kindle is not a great way to have a cookbook. By the end, reading was tedious, and that is never a good way to leave a reader feeling.