autobiography

Falling Leaves by Adeline Yen Mah

ImageThis story has all the archetypal characters of a Brother’s Grimm fairytale: an evil stepmother, a browbeaten father, spoilt siblings and a neglected daughter. However, this is a true story and sadly there is no fairy godmother to come and save the day.

I first read the kids version of this book, Chinese Cinderella, in my early teens, and I was equally hooked and horrified by it. I don’t know why, but I   remembered reading it just the other day – and thought it was about time to read the grown ups version, Falling Leaves, the full autobiography of Adeline Yen Mah.

Shortly after her birth in Tianjin (China), Jun-ling’s mother dies from a fever and Jun-ling is fated to be the outcast for the rest of her life after bringing such terrible luck on the family. Jun-ling’s father remarries a beautiful young woman half his age named Jeanne, who gives all her new stepchildren fashionable European names. As Jun-ling becomes Adeline, so begins Jeanne’s tyrannical hold over every aspect of Adeline’s young life.

I wouldn’t usually recommend books about child abuse to friends and family, as they’re usually incredibly upsetting to read. As important as it is to know about some of the awful things that go on in the world, Dave Peltzer’s A Child Called It just made me sick to the stomach. Falling Leaves is however, very different from anything else I’ve read in this category. For a start, Adeline’s abuse continued way into her adulthood, and is predominantly a cruel maze of mind games and psychological bullying. The author also provides cultural and social context, and explains how China’s modern history had an impact on her life – (I didn’t have a clue about any of this and it turns out China’s pretty interesting).

The clear hard facts of Adeline’s story are compelling enough, but the emotional anguish she describes makes you start to understand how she coped with her circumstances. I’m probably making this book sound really worthy. It isn’t. It actually comes across as incredibly honest. We also come to learn that Adeline’s passion was always writing, and she originally wanted to study literature (although because that wasn’t part of her father’s plan, she was sent away to do medicine instead). The writer definitely comes through in this story, making it personal, heart breaking and triumphant all at the same time.  

The Devil in The Kitchen by Marco Pierre White

ImageThere are few people quite so disturbing in their general mannerisms as Marco Pierre White. There were those bizarre appearances a couple of years ago when he replaced Gordon Ramsay on Hell’s Kitchen and spent the entire time quietly stalking around the kitchen twisting the point of a chef’s knife into his palm, like some deranged psychopath. According to his cookery shows, his sole companion is a stoic looking Japanese man who also doubles as his taxi driver. And then there are those deep set beady little eyes blinking menacingly beneath a mop of wild-looking hair.

OF COURSE  I would want to read this guy’s autobiography. 

There seem to be a lot of fairly bland personalities in the world of the professional kitchen, and then those who leap into the limelight and are looked down upon for doing so by the ones who never leave the stove. Chef White seems to have gained notoriety as rumours of his eccentric behaviour and quick temper have leaked out of the kitchen and into the public domain.   

It sounds pretty lame and try-hard that there is a chef out there who’s had a real ‘rock n roll’ lifestyle, and from the outside looking in, how rock n roll can dotting sorbet on a plate really be? But with 18 hour days standing on your feet and bending over a stove 7 days a week, it’s no wonder that old Marco occasionally liked to blow off steam. 

His autobiography details a rather sad childhood through to his days as a complete workaholic and finally the moment he handed back his three Michelin stars after becoming the youngest chef to collect all of them. His tone is frank and personal throughout.

It’s no literary masterpiece, but he has had an interesting life and I feel like it would even appeal to people who have no interest in restaurants. 

And I can’t blame anyone for selling out advertising stock cubes when they’ve paid they’re dues like he has.