The civilians don't know I'm a chef -- An in-denial dalliance -- Massive attack -- Michelin Star pussy juice -- Eating kebabs in London -- Going down -- In love with Andrew Edmunds -- Ready steady cock -- Achy breaky artichoke hearts -- Hot soapy daydreams -- Empty tables -- Tart

"When Slutty Cheff finds herself bored and fed-up with her 9-5 job in corporate marketing, she turns to the only thing that she really likes to do: cooking. So she quits her job, swaps emails for emulsions, and sets off to pursue her dreams of becoming a chef. The world of London's fine dining restaurants is so much more than she imagined: it's more challenging, and more exciting too. There are the exhausting lows of sixty-hour work weeks in windowless kitchens, and the shock of stepping into the changing room as the only woman. There are the thrilling highs of a busy night, when service is running smoothly; electrifying run-ins with hot bartenders and even hotter chefs; and, always, the exhilaration of cycling hands-free through a city that is still sleeping, on a morning where anything can happen. This is a story about searching for your purpose, and experiencing and embracing life to the fullest along the way. The pleasure and the chaos too..."--