Cosmopolitan is a memoir of the bartending life structured as a day in the life of Passerby, the bar owned and run by Toby Cecchini. It is, as well, a rich study of human nature—of the outlandish behavior of the human animal under the influence of alcohol, of lust, and of the sheer desire to bust loose and party. As the typical day progresses, Cecchini muses over a life spent in the service industry and the fascinating particulars of his chosen profession. He is by turns witty, acute, mordant, and lyrical in dealing with the realities of his profession, shedding plenty of light on the hidden corners of what people do when they go out at night.
I loved this memoir. I'm surprised at the relatively low ratings here and the small number of readers. I just finished Unvarnished by Eric Alperin, the pretentiousness of Cecchini in so low as to not even register, comparatively. I found him to be a bit acerbic but still likeable and very funny. Also this is better written than most books I read, fiction or non. I certainly relate, after a lifetime spent in the restaurant business, but I think the appeal of this book would be more more universal than it seems to be here.
What's your trade? In the spring of 2009 we were hit with a wave of news stories, presidential speeches and bestselling books exhorting Americans to do and make things, instead of speculating and analyzing and consulting. Office work is fragile, construction is forever: that's a message propagated by hyped books like Shop Class as Soulcraft. Manual work is less likely to be exported, and it's often more fulfilling than cubicle work.
Good luck finding a Ford, GM or Chrysler employee who would call his job "soulcraft." I doubt he'd gloat about stable employment, either; in an economic depression, the most vulnerable professions are in construction, assembly-line and creative physical fields.
Nevertheless, I agree that each of us should acquire a skilled trade. Mine could be bartending: the efficient and judicious preparing of libations, the mixing of drinks with an acumen for theatricality, the fine-tuning of each boilermaker or bellini to suit patrons.
Toby Cecchini's memoir of bar owning, bartending and bar thinking reminds us that to bartend is not to be an artist or a glamourpuss but a stockroom worker, an owner or employee of a perilous small business, and an endlessly patient guardian of drunkards and thieves. Cecchini writes unaffectedly about his routine, the trials and delights of his no-nonsense gig, and how he created his bar in the Garment District.
This book is based on a series of articles that Cecchini contributed to Slate.com's diary series. If Anthony Bourdain's "Kitchen Confidential" didn't make you wince at the food biz's lack of reality-show fabulousness, you'd be well-advised to check out "Cosmopolitan."
Four Stars. Reading each chapter, it’s clear that these were a collection of essays on the author’s life behind the bar and it feels a little jumbled and jumpy from page to page, but overall I felt it matches my own ten year experience behind the bar. I found myself nodding, shaking my head, smiling, and frowning at the encounters contained within. As much shit the author talks about the job, as you read you can tell they have a deep love and respect for the profession, and they create a definition of bartending without actually defining it.
A must read for anyone tending bar for longer than 2 years.
For an outsider, Cosmopolitan provides a guffawingly-funny, well-written, polysyllabic, enlightening, and endearing look into the gritty world of bartending. The memoir’s enchanting style, weaving in and out of yarns and astute reflections, gives me a newfound appreciation for the trade. Toby is the snob of all things but I wouldn’t want it any other way!
Fascinating look into the life and times of a bartender/bar-manager in the early aughts. Toby's sardonic sense of humor and genuine passion for bartending (and storytelling) make for quite an enjoyable read.
I recommend this one if you are interested in the life of a bartender. He’s a funny guy & gives several good drink recipes. At times he can get a little verbose, but it’s still a fun read. You’ll never guess what his ideal bar would be!
Was attracted to book because my shop compared it to Kitchen Confidential, which is a comp I don’t agree with a few of the stories were pretty entertaining and gave a glimpse of life behind the bar, but overall, the stories didn’t flow and feel the same as other memoirs in food and bev.
A very enjoyable memoir that I stumbled upon after playing golf with the author on the Cape. (He never mentioned the book or the Cosmo, but he did mention his bar in Brooklyn so I found the book when I Googled him). The book really made me want to go out to a cocktail bar (and revisit NYC).
There were moments in Cosmopolitan that made me feel like I was reading the bartending equivalent of Kitchen Confidential (a good thing and indeed, the front cover of the paperback edition has Anthony Bourdain making a plug for the book). These are the moments when Cecchini would give the lowdown and skinny on the different kinds of patrons in his bar - the attention seeking maneaters, the drunks, the freeloaders, the nymphomaniacs; his opinions on people based on the drinks they order; and what it takes to be a bartender and the bartending equivalent being "in the weeds". And when Cecchini described his father's approach to making gin and tonic, it made me want to grab a bottle of Tanqueray and make a pitcher of the stuff myself.
But there are other times when Cosmopolitan attempts to be more than just a behind the scenes look at bartending and tries to a bartender's musing on life and living and this, for me, is where it flags a little. The pace slackens and the writing becomes more indulgent with such extravagant turns of phrases as "But while this existential purgatory can be demonic in my own experience, the universality of the phenomenon makes it for some reason hilarious to me when other bartenders talk about it." Philosophy for Bartenders. Fabulous. Still, Cosmopolitan is not a bad read overall for someone who's always wondered about the people on the other side of the counter.
It's an interesting memoir and it's enjoyable in the same sense as Kitchen Confidential. It's interesting to read about a man who enjoys his career so much. But at the same time, the ego is a bit overpowering and it turned me off. He's very impressed with himself and after a little while that grew tiresome.
Never been much of a bar guy, and so hearing the master bartender's perspective on what barflies should and shouldn't be ordering and tipping doesn't interest me. But Cecchini writes well and is an entertaining curmudgeon and his attention to the nitty-gritty of bartending as a job makes this a valuable memoir about work.
This book made me laugh and nod my head an awful lot. Yeah, Toby Cecchini is a tad pretentious and who the heck knows if he truly 'invented' the Cosmopolitan. I'm not sure I'd be thrilled to have that particular cocktail as my last drink in life or its ingredients inscribed on my tombstone. But he paints a vivid picture of life behind the bar and I can attest the man has done his time.
I agree with Alex that the information about drinks, tipping, and other bar etiquette wasn't very interesting to me, but learning about the working life of a bartender and bar owner in NYC made this a worthwhile read.
Well written book about bartending in New York City by a literature major, who has an artist's/photographer's eye. He notices and comments on quirky things and happens to know a lot about the French. I want to get to know this person. I also learned a lot about different drinks.
Surprisingly well written, Cecchini is a fine writer and offers a rare taste of the life of a bartender/owner at a posh artsy bar in the Meat Packer District of NYC before that neighborhood became "the place to be seen." If you like being a fly-on-the-wall, you'll like this.
I can never walk into a bar the same way any more. The bartender's perspective and judgment? is always there now. This was a very different read, which I loved. Sometimes his stuck up tone made me want to throw the book across the room, but I appreciated his writing style.
There were things about this book I really enjoyed. Cecchini can describe a great drink like nobody's business. On the other hand, he seems like a bigoted jerk. Negative references to blacks, women, gays and others really turned me off.
funny, light. though: anyone who is not an octogenarian british woman should not call people "love." it makes you sound like you are impersonating johnny depp in pirates of the caribbean.
Along the same vein as Anthony Bourdain, Toby Cecchini writes frankly about his long career as a bartender. It's pretty hard in my opinion to beat Bourdain but I did enjoy Cecchini's storytelling.
I live in a country that doesn't really have a lot of good booze, our limitations can be frustrating at times. This book made me 1.miss nyc 2.soooo thirsty! good, fast and easy read.
This is the guy that invented the Cosmopolitan. But the book is more of a memoir of bartending in the Meatpacking district of Manhattan. Well written and interesting.