3.5 stars
The story blurb hooked me in…two competing chefs, enemies to lovers…hotness in the kitchen…lots of good food… What’s not to love?
This was a pleasant read, not fantastic or earth-moving, but there were some good ingredients, some good fun. I really liked Beck and Duncan, they are up-and-coming young chefs, following in the footsteps of famous family members—their uncle and father, respectively—who’ve already built empires in the food business. Apart, Beck and Duncan are incredibly sweet guys despite all the shite they’ve taken growing up under the influence of their older mentors. But now, they are trying to forge their own culinary influences, wanting to separate and distinguish themselves. An interesting dynamic, but it kind of felt like the interactions between them and their older relatives were a little under-cooked.
I especially liked the differences between Beck and Duncan: Beck, the more prim, put-together TV celebrity, and Duncan, the hang-loose, love-em-and-leave-em nomad chef. Despite those differences, when they got together, things finally got cooking between them… and, well, they’re pretty hot.
But that’s just it. It takes a while for them to get together, romantically speaking. And before that, there’s way too much telling about why they do what they do, or don’t do, etc. And while I loved the food aspect, it felt at times as though the author was more into that than the romance. Things did pick up about halfway in when the two guys collaborate on a TV cooking show, but I wanted more between Beck and Duncan, and earlier. There was some teasing with dirty, naughty talk but, again, it was mostly talk and not much show.
This type of story works best when the plot versus romance is delicately balanced—like a soufflé coming out of the oven, everything depends on pacing and timing. For me, there was some good substance, but it fell a little flat.