Sex, Knives and Bouillabaisse
Teri Louise Kelly
PB 272 PP 234 x 153 ISBN 9781862547568
$29.95 Memoir / Humour Wakefield Press
It all started in 1975. I was fifteen years,
three hundred and forty-four days old, nothing but a kid, albeit
a kid they'd highlighted in The Year Book as a hard case. I was
four months out of juvey, give or take, and I had a swagger, an
edge, abrasion . . .
So begins the hilarious, often vexed, and constantly
twisted life story of Teri Louise Kelly in this first volume of
her memoirs. Writing as the boy she once was, Teri takes us into
the cloistered world of swanky hotels in England and Paris.
As a chef, Teri Louise Kelly strutted the line
in big kitchens with a cocky impudence and girlish hips; as a
writer, she brings to the page a furnace-like blast of candidness
coupled with an eye for detail sharp as a sniper's.
‘Bill Granger on acid.’ –
The Chaser’s Charles Firth
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