Gwyneth Paltrow has been getting a lot of press lately for My Father’s Daughter, her new cookbook. A lot of people seem pretty steamed that Paltrow would write a cookbook. I’m not sure why: the celebrity cookbook is hardly a new idea, and Paltrow’s been moving towards this realm for years now with her GOOP e-newsletter. Yes, this book can be annoying at times, like Paltrow herself. But I think she knows she’s got this annoying, unrelatable streak, and I think she’s genuinely comfortable with it. She’s not fake, but she is Hollywood royalty, she is friends with Beyonce and Jay-Z, she does have two wood burning pizza ovens in two of her homes in Long Island and London. The matter at hand, though, is that her cookbook’s full of good, sensible recipes and smart tips. It tells you how to dress up recipes for company, make them vegetarian or vegan, replace processed white flour with more healthy alternatives, and make recipes kid friendly for people who eat like kids (people who eat like kids, by the way, can be any age).
Sounds a little like How to Cook Everything, no? I’m not saying My Father’s Daughter is as good, or that Paltrow will be replacing Bittman as my culinary idol, but I do think that if a few people buy this cookbook out of some misguided admiration for Paltrow and end up making the recipes in it, that’s a good thing. It’s a solid place to start if you want to make more recipes in the kitchen, and it’s at times more entertaining than How to Cook Everything, because while you’re reading it and using it, you can also make fun of Gwyneth Paltrow, a favorite pastime of many. Or you can admire her, if that’s your thing. Either way, it’s a pretty useful and fun cookbook. It’s occasionally unintentionally hilarious. What’s wrong with that? As I see it, with this cookbook, Paltrow is using her cult of celebrity for good, not evil, and I think that’s really cool. (more…)