The Piglet Tournament of Cookbooks is here! Inspired by The Morning News' Tournament of Books, this annual event is where the 16 most notable cookbooks of the year face off in a rousing, NCAA-style bracketed competition. Watch the action and weigh in on the results!
“Why do people buy cookbooks in this day and age?” As a food writer, I ask myself this all the time, worrying that even my most brilliant of ideas won’t be considered a must-buy for the masses. There were over 200 cookbooks released last October alone—64 of those were released on one single Tuesday. It’s very easy to spend years writing a masterpiece, only to have it stocked on a bottom shelf where it will fade into obscurity within days. Thousands of incredible cookbooks fail to find an audience every year, passed over by the masses in favor of ones by reality television stars or well-established food celebrities.
But at The Piglet, we're equal-opportunity haters. See how our survivors—food celebs and newcomers alike—fared in round 2.
There is practically no one better to address the above question on cookbook-buying than Matt Sartwell, who runs one of America’s greatest cookbook-only shops, Kitchen Arts & Letters. Barnes & Noble will never ask this question and stock their shelves based on merit. Amazon will never ask this question and give you a recommendation based on emotional connection. Matt knows cookbooks on a level better than you do, I do, or just about anyone does, and this judgement is proof.
Matt may never have co-starred on an early ‘90s sitcom, he may not post glamour shots of himself on Instagram, but he has written one of the most important reviews in the history of this tournament: A masterclass on not only why you should continue to buy cookbooks, but how to love and appreciate them.
Here’s your to-do list for today:
Jenny’s bio mentions she’s recently moved to Los Angeles from New York, making this the ideal time for her to be judging The Piglet. Everyone in New York City dreams of throwing dinner parties that don’t involve piling dirty dishes in the bathtub, using an ironing board for counter space, or forcing your guests to sit on stolen milk crates.
And what a dinner party she throws! She shows us her menu, her very lengthy shopping list, the notes she makes along the way. She neglects to discuss her guests’ reactions, but why should she bother? This woman spent, like, $300 of her own money to feed those people, not to mention the labor and cleanup.
We may tell ourselves that dinner parties are about our guests, but they’re not. Dinner parties are personal feats of strength, taxing us at every step, producing intense anxiety about nearly part of the event. Will anyone show up? Will I screw up the food? Is everyone having fun? Are any of these people going through my medicine cabinet? I CLEANED MY BATHROOM FOR THESE PEOPLE AND THIS IS HOW THEY REPAY ME.
Shaya wins for being a little more challenging, with recipes that are so memorable that your guests will go home thinking about dinner instead of all the crap you threw in a pile in your bedroom to hide it. Yup, they went in there, too. They’ll never admit it, but they totally did.
Roxane Gay never gives any fucks about what you think of her, so she has no problem volunteering the fact she’s a picky eater right up front. Then, just to make sure she pisses you all off as quickly as possible, she tells you about how much she hates everybody’s favorite source of heart-healthy saturated fats—avocados—in precise detail. Fuck grains. Fuck eggplant. Soups and stews? Doesn’t matter what ingredients are in them, because the entire genres can go straight to hell where they belong. I haven’t even scrolled down to the comments yet, but I already know they are going to be fun.
People hate the judgment. People hate Food52 for allowing this to go live. People hate this so much that it triggers memories of judgments that happened years ago, and then they start hating on those judgments, too! There is so much anger in the crowd that it needs to be spread across time and space, threatening to destroy the fabric of The Piglet itself! Guys, I don’t even want to recap this thing. This comment section is a work of art. I want you guys to print the whole thing out and laminate it. I want someone to engrave 362Heather’s review of this review on a bronze plaque and then pay to have it hand-delivered to Roxane Gay by the Soup Nazi. I have never been prouder of you all.
Holy crap they got Kyle MacLachlan to do a review?!?! Agent Cooper?! Dougie Jones?! Blue Velvet?! DUNE?!?!?!
I am a massive—and I mean massive—Twin Peaks/David Lynch fan, so I’m not even going to look in the comments because God forbid one of you jerks says anything bad about Kyle MacLachlan; I swear to everything that’s holy that this will be the last Piglet ever. I don’t care if I technically don’t have the authority to shut it down—it will be shut down, even if I need to assemble a small militia of owls armed with creamed corn to storm the Food52 offices.
There are a bunch of words in the judgment and then there’s a picture of Kyle in peak Silver Fox form eating in his undershirt and that’s when I blacked out. Go read it yourself and then tell me what happened, because my delicate constitution can’t handle this one.
See you next week for the final rounds (if I'm up again by then).
The Piglet—inspired by The Morning News' Tournament of Books—is where the 16 most notable cookbooks of the year face off in a NCAA-style bracketed tournament. Watch the action and weigh in on the results!GET THE LATEST