Think fusion cooking is something you shouldn't try at home?
Think being a three-star chef is a man's job?
Think spicy Buffalo wings, streetside potato knishes, and comforting chicken soup are only for the uninspired palate?
When it comes to world-class chefs, Patricia Yeo breaks the mold. Growing up in a Chinese family in Malaysia, she was raised on the big, bold flavors of Indian, Chinese, Indonesian, Japanese, and Thai cooking that wafted through her grandmother's kitchen and the streets of Kuala Lumpur. It wasn't until she was a grad student in biochemistry at Princeton that Yeo turned her creativity and passion to the kitchen where she's been dazzling critics and diners ever since, earning a rare three stars from the New York Times for her food at restaurant AZ.
In her cookbook debut, Yeo lets us into her three-star kitchen - and in on the secrets of her delicious "fusion home cooking." Layering flavors, playing with contrasts, paying tribute to beloved comfort foods, and bringing the world's boldest ingredients together with ease, these light, appealing recipes are at once daringly new and reassuringly familiar.
Forget everything you thought you knew about "serious food" and discover the joys of playful, flavorful cooking in this extraordinary cookbook from a new talent who's got the whole food world talking.
|Publisher:||St. Martin's Press|
|Edition description:||First Edition|
|Product dimensions:||7.10(w) x 11.18(h) x 0.82(d)|
About the Author
Patricia Yeo is the executive chef at the restaurants AZ and Pazo in Manhattan. Her culinary career has included work in Bobby Flay's kitchens at Miracle Grill, Mesa Grill, and Bolo in New York. In San Francisco, she worked at Barbara Tropp's China Moon, and later opened the restaurant Hawthorne Lane, to rave reviews.
Julia Moskin is the co-author of six previous cookbooks including Bobby Flay Cooks American.
Both live in New York City.
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