When I picked up Taste by Stanley Tucci, I expected a charming celebrity memoir. Maybe some behind-the-scenes anecdotes, a few food stories, and a little bit of wit. What I didn’t expect was to feel like I was being welcomed into someone’s kitchen, with the kettle on, a Negroni ready, and a story that made me want to slow down and really savor life.
From the very first page, Tucci’s voice is warm, inviting, and honest. It feels like you’re sitting across from him at a worn-in table, listening to memories unfold between sips of espresso and bites of something homemade. This isn’t just a book about food, it’s about identity, love, resilience, and the quiet moments that matter most.
Stanley Tucci grew up in a deeply Italian-American home where food was never just food, it was ceremony, tradition, love. The way he talks about his mother’s meals is almost reverent. It reminded me of how certain smells or textures from my own childhood can transport me instantly, fresh basil, a bubbling pot of sauce, the comfort of a dish that tastes like home.
His stories stretch from family dinners in New York to elaborate meals on film sets, to delicate bites shared in Italy, and eventually to a season in his life when he couldn’t taste at all. Tucci’s experience with oral cancer, and the temporary loss of his sense of taste, is one of the most poignant parts of the book. As someone who lived so fully through food, it was a devastating detour, and he shares it with vulnerability and strength that moved me deeply.
Sure, there are recipes (some simple, some elegant, all deeply personal), and yes, there are mouthwatering descriptions of Italian classics and humble comfort food alike. But more than that, Taste is about what food represents; family, culture, nostalgia, resilience, and even humor.
There’s something so grounding in the way Tucci describes even the smallest moments: buttering corn with a piece of buttered bread (a kitchen hack I now swear by), drinking wine with friends, reminiscing over long dinners that turned into laughter-filled nights. These moments are little slices of life, ones we often overlook or rush through. And reading about them made me want to slow down in my own life, to sit a little longer, cook a little more intentionally, and be present at the table.
Reading Taste felt like wellness in its truest form. Not the kind that comes in a bottle or a routine, but the kind that lives in connection; connection to others, to tradition, to what brings you joy. It’s a reminder that wellness doesn’t always mean green juices or yoga mats. Sometimes it means cooking a simple meal from memory, calling your mom to ask how she made that one dish, or savoring a good story with a cup of coffee.
I read the first 25 pages of this book in paperback, and then did the remainder as the audiobook (because life gets in the way sometimes). And I have to say, the audiobook, read by Stanley himself, is truly special. His tone, timing, and obvious love for these stories bring the whole experience to life in such a heartfelt way. If you like to listen while walking, driving, or even cooking, this one’s a gem.
Without question. If you love stories about food, family, or life’s bittersweet flavors, this book is one to linger over. It’s equal parts laugh-out-loud funny and quietly emotional. Stanley Tucci’s charm is irresistible, but it’s his honesty and tenderness that really stay with you.
You can grab Taste in hardcover, paperback, ebook, or audiobook (narrated by Stanley Tucci himself).
Personally? I recommend both the hardback for your bookshelf and the audiobook for your heart.
If this kind of soul-soothing read is your cup of tea (or glass of red), you’ll love what we’re reading next. Every month I choose a book for book club that adds something special to life, whether it’s mindset, joy, wellness, or just the kind of story that makes you feel more.
And if you’re also into growing your brand or business, this month we’re discussing Profit First by Mike Michalowicz over on Gillian-Sarah.com, a totally game-changing approach to managing your money. It’s the perfect balance to Taste, heart on one side, hustle on the other.
It’s primarily a memoir, with a few wonderful recipes scattered throughout. The focus is on the stories behind the meals.
Yes, and in the best way. Tucci writes about family, illness, and loss with honesty and grace. But he balances that depth with humor and warmth.
100% yes. Stanley narrates it himself and his delivery adds so much heart and humor to the experience.
Not at all. While it celebrates good food, it’s written for anyone who finds joy in life’s little moments—no culinary degree required.
Taste is the kind of book that makes you want to cook something from scratch, call someone you love, and sit at the table just a little longer. It’s warm, reflective, and gently inspiring, like a good glass of wine at the end of a long day.
I’d love to hear your thoughts if you’ve read it, or if you decide to pick it up after this post. Share your reflections in the comments .
Here’s to meals that nourish more than just the body.