As memoirs go, this was a bit of a disappointment. I really can't stand reading memoirs, where the author keeps making the same mistakes over and over again with no sign of learning anything. The author keeps doing the same things ad nauseum and gets the same results. Even when he claims to have received a wake-up call after being arrested, there's really no change. Reading a memoir written like this, its like the author is asking for a pat on the back and somebody to reassure him that the problem isn't him, it's other people.I also really couldn't get over the way he talked about and treated women. For someone who talks about the feminism classes he took in college, you think he'd be a little more aware of how he treated women.Despite these issues, I did find it interesting to read
about him trying to stay connected to his roots in Taiwan and how he ultimately managed to do that by turning to cooking. I really enjoyed the descriptions of different dishes sprinkled throughout this memoir and that is what led to my rating of 3 1/2 stars.