The sixth anniversary of Anthony Bourdain’s death recently caused me to take down my tattered copy of Kitchen Confidential from the shelf. The word “iconic” is over-bandied, but that cover image is as close as you are going to get to a timeless visual synecdoche of the hospitality industry. Most people, understandably, are affected by the big knives tucked into the belts, the hard-ass swagger and wiry languor of the boys in the picture. Me? I can smell the wall they’re leaning on.
最近安东尼•布尔丹(Anthony Bourdain)去世六周年之际，我从书架上取下了那本破旧的《厨房机密》(Kitchen Confidential)。虽然“标志性”一词常被滥用，但那封面图像几乎是餐饮业永恒的视觉代表。大多数人可能会注意到照片中男孩们腰间的大刀、他们的硬汉姿态和瘦削的慵懒。而我？我能闻到他们所倚靠的墙发出的气味。
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