Selinger’s writing is just as irresistible as the allure of the restaurants that sucked her into their pull from the early to mid 2000s, which makes her clear-eyed rebukes of the industry that much more compelling ... Selinger writes thoughtfully about the nature of labor, especially the unseen variety behind a charismatic figurehead, and the dire personal sacrifices that too many jobs require of their workers.
Howling ... Petty and mean ... Selinger opens her book pre-aggrieved. In fact, the book seems to have sprung like Zeus from the loins of titanic anger ... There’s a thin line between brutal honesty and glib brutality.
