On the night he dies, August Sweeney is just pulling himself out of the weeds in the restaurant that was supposed to be his comeback. An immense man of immense appetites, August worked his way up from the bowels of a greasy spoon in Queens to international culinary stardom, and his fall, when it came, left a crater visible from space. When Dr. Maya Zhu, a guarded, intense autopsist, is summoned to investigate, she discovers she must operate under strict conditions Sweeney himself dictated before he died. Over the course of a single day, Zhu's fate becomes forever tied to Sweeney's, and her life, and his death, will change in ways she never imagined. For August Sweeney isn't about to let a little thing like death stop him from raising hell.



This is a novel of fame, food, and forensics: The Bear meets Bones. It's a book to make you hungry and ease your fear of death. Ashworth spent weeks working as a prep cook in a Michelin-starred restaurant in France, and learning to perform autopsies at a hospital in Pittsburgh. The result is an unprecedentedly accurate depiction of the restaurant industry, as well as a true New York novel, spanning fifty years of the city's turbulent growth. More than anything, it's a book about the body and its appetites, one that forces us to rethink what it means to live, and what it means to die.