[Apache]

Gail Bowen

The Nero Wolfe Cookbook, by Rex Stout. Forty years ago, I read Stout’s The League of Frightened Men, and entered into a love affair that I knew would last a lifetime. Jacques Barzun praises Stout for his “sinewy, pellucid, propelling prose,” but it wasn’t Stout’s prose that drew me to his protagonist. My passion for Wolfe is carnal. He’s brilliant; he seldom leaves his elegant brownstone on West 35th Street. He solves cases; grows orchids (“my concubines: insipid, expensive, parasitic and temperamental”) and he lives to eat.

This is so true.
Apache