Anarchy in the Kitchen - Knuckles, Auguste

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Résumé :
Anarchy in the kitchen is a book I intended to write. I didn't walk into a lamp post one morning and thought fuck me I need to write a book. My culinary journey spanning three decades was always going to be written. The carnage, the chaos, a chef with no filter. Anarchist in the kitchen, an enigma in yesterday's culinary world. A psychedelic, hedonistic, vicious, emotional and passionate journey. Incomprehensible, unpredictable, Auguste Knuckles takes the reader on a demolition derby covering numerous avenues of the hospitality industry. A blinding and destructive obsession for his craft. A victim of child abuse and neglect, from a young age Knuckles struggles with drug and alcohol addiction. Powerless to escape the noxious scuttlebutt, Knuckles strives to move forward to achieve his career goal. Executive head chef within a prestigious 5* hotel with Michelin star status. Suffering with CPTSD, suicidal thoughts, OCD and a tsunami of professional issues. After three decades as a chef, Knuckles throws in the towel. Even after being announced as the next heavy weight champion of the world by George Foreman, it's time to walk away from an obsessive and destructive love affair with the kitchen.

Biographie:
It feels very strange to consider myself an author. I didn't set out to become a writer let alone achieve the impossible. Believe it or not, I actual wet myself as I sat my English GCSE exam during the endless summer of 1986. My exam paper resembled wet toilet paper that had been trampled on by a hedgehog, sweating like a dyslexic on countdown. Children who are subjected to neglect, physical and mental abuse inevitably have issues at school. I write because it heals the many wounds of childhood trauma. I write because it heals the scars of war, addiction and my endless struggle with mental health. My life thus far, incomprehensible. I contemplate the simple question many times? how and why I am alive. My birth name I left in the sand dunes of Iraq, the man I became would be the personification of my tormented childhood. The individual I have struggled to be for decades is a man blessed beyond measure. Once you have turned the last page, you decide what you think about this author. My name is Auguste Knuckles, father, husband, friend, chef, soldier, recovered drug addict author and urban poet.