Anthony Bourdain - dead at 61


I really agree with your description of how he appeared. Joyless is a great term. I was struck by the differences between the Mardi Gras episode that just aired, and an episode I watched last nigh of No Reservations. Definitely a different and darker Tony from previous seasons. It made me feel badly for him.

(Junior) #103

OMG that’s EXACTLY how I think I"m going to die!?!?!?!?! (no not really, I’m probably going to go alone and drunk somewhere, that’s far more likely)

(Lamb Owner) #104

Without trying to be critical of CNN at an unprecedented event, I really think these last shows should not have aired.


I understand what you are saying, but I can’t fault them for airing the last episodes. They were totally complete and ready to go. They were his vision. Now, I’m not so sure about the upcoming episodes that he was shooting, and all that raw footage. I don’t think they should air that.

(:@)) :@)) ) #106

You’re going to have to drink quite a bit. Reminds me of this movie.

Back on topic now, I had no idea Bourdain also had another series called The Layover. I have only 1 episode (Amsterdam). Going to watch it tomorrow. The Dutch don’t care about the fact that they live in food hell. They are happy with their rubber cheese, cardboard bread, bratwurst and “rice table” (which is NOT even Dutch, btw).


We had some pretty good food when we were in Amsterdam two years ago. Good fish, good Chinese food, good sandwiches. Pretty good BBQ.


Heading to Houston in a few weeks, and find myself checking with Parts Unknown

Eater review


Houston Chronicle

"Oh, I loved his restaurant tell-all, “Kitchen Confidential,” when it was published in 2000. The irreverence, the inside look at restaurant kitchens, the respect accorded to the Central Americans who were unheralded backbone of operations: all struck a chord, especially the hat tip to the immigrants who I saw working the line at just about every Houston restaurant I covered, then and now.

But as Bourdain’s fame grew, I wearied of the macho swagger and schtick. Well, all is now forgiven. His Houston episode is that insightful. It opens with staccato bursts of radio chatter from Indo-Pakistani, Vietnamese and Mexican stations, cut with freeway bursts of traffic and strip malls and signs in many languages. And basically the program never stops driving Houston’s multicultural tapestry home."


I’ve always wanted to go out in my 70’s/80’s wade fishing off the Galveston coast with nine speckled trout and two redfish looking for limits but instead am eaten by a shark/sharks.

It should be fairly painless as I’ll go into shock quickly, plus…

I’ll make national if not world wide news.


I like how it shows we’re not ignorant rednecks riding horses to work past oil wells while dodging tumbleweeds in the street.

Keep posting on the Houston board before and after your trip.

(Gwenn) #111

I am with you on that. I loved his earlier stuff and then it did get old. But I still miss him!

(Lamb Owner) #112

I found this show boring and it didn’t last long.

(Lamb Owner) #113

What are your food plans? We are rightly proud of our Chinatown and Mahatma Gandhi District.

(Gwenn) #114

Just read this

(Junior) #115

I completely agree with the essay, however I would just add it’s not unique to the chef/restaurant world. That is fairly universal that the “bad boy” image, especially with men who have made it to a certain age is generally celebrated and embraced. (I"m a living example)


@winecountrygirl. Well-written and a powerful essay. The concept does extend to other fields, especially musicians, authors, actors, poets.

It’s funny how it doesn’t work the other way; women are ridiculed when they reach a certain age and still behave like children.


Thank you, @winecountrygirl - this is so apt.

This paragraph hits on a truth of depression, of mental illness, that’s rarely so clearly stated:

“The brawny John Wayne-ian solitude of the bad-boy myth is corrosive: Left alone, the mental chaos of early adulthood can morph into full-blown depression, a real and progressive disease. Like cancer, depression has an agnostic disregard for success, wealth, or talent. It can go into remission, or escalate overnight. Depression marinates our brains in despair and etches new neural pathways, rewiring the mind’s architecture in ways that research is still uncovering. The effectiveness of treatments like talk therapy, medication and meditation is well documented, but the feverish speculation that follows a high-profile suicide ignores the neurochemical evidence and reinforces a false narrative of weakness and blame: She had everything to live for! What pushed him over the edge? It’s not hard to imagine the added shame this could layer over the listening psyche of another soul in that fragile place.”

(Gwenn) #118

Well said, ElsieDee


Just wanted to make it clear that that was a quote, from a much longer article.


I’m going for a conference ( you may notce us; most cities do when we arrive), so I’m not sure how far off the path I’ll get to go. But I’ll be with the hubs for a little bit, and he will join me for a few not-too-“weird” things. He says “no Chowhound places!”.

Are these fairly mainstream Chinese and Indian communities? My husband isn’t a fan of “real” Chinese food in the SF Bay Area. He’s more of a General Tso/ “PF Chang” and “Butter Chicken”/curry kind of guy, but we can sometimes find common ground.

(Lamb Owner) #121

No, totally authentic. In some of the Chinatown restaurants it’s hard to find an English menu or speaker.

Also Houston is a city of 6.5 million, so it’s hard to notice a convention! Unless maybe you all wear funny stuff! Haha.