Abe Opincar's life in California, Kyoto, Jerusalem, Paris, Istanbul and Tijuana is all called up by flavours that bring back the moments and places and people he broke bread with and loved. He remebers leaving his wife the night he baked chicken, being criticised by French hosts for not properly eating ripe peaches with a knife and fork, eggs sunny side up and first sex, cornmeal mush and his dotty aunt, garlic and his father's love. Elemental acuity and the burlesque combine here to delicious effect' - Kirkus Reviews'