“Cooked”
by Jeff Henderson
c.2007, Harper • $14.95 / $16.25
Canada • 271 pages
When you were a kid, you had some dreams about what you
wanted to do when you grew up. You just
didn’t know how much effort it would take.
When you started out, you
absorbed by watching and doing. Maybe you went to trade
school or college, or you were taught by the School of Hard Knocks. Perhaps you
blazed trails and schooled yourself. Any
way it happened, it took a lot of learning to reach your station in life.
And it took a lot of work.
Chances are, though, your
on-the-job experience didn’t come from prison. In the memoir “Cooked” by
Jeffrey Henderson, you’ll read one man’s hard-earned recipe for success.
Growing up in a mostly-single-parent household, Jeffrey
Henderson was an accomplished thief by time he was 13 years old.
Stealing was easy: he started with his mother and his
aunts, and later graduated to bike theft and more.
Lacking a father at home, Henderson says he was gratified
when a man in the ‘hood began to show him some attention. A mere five years older, T became Henderson’s
father figure, mentor, and best friend.
He also taught Henderson to hustle. Within a short time,
Henderson had his own drug connections, was cooking cocaine, making crack, and
pulling down big money. Custom cars filled his garage. The latest designer
clothes filled his closet. Several women filled his time.
Then, following a raid at his house, he was busted and the
high-roller life was over. Henderson found himself in prison serving a
19-and-a-half year sentence. He was
24-years-old.
But a prison job that Henderson didn’t want led him to
something he loved: cooking.
Henderson began obsessing over recipes and he learned to
put his own spin on a dish.
Excited, he put together a plan for after his release, and
he soaked up as much knowledge as he could get behind bars.
Once he was out, he persisted until he had learned from
the best and had landed the job of his dreams. The man who mixed in the pen
found his life in a pan.
My first impression about “Cooked” was surprise at the
very raw language, which reflects author Jeff Henderson’s street
background. It’s there on page one and
it’s there in the afterword, and while it’s realistic, it’s not reflective of
the professional that Chef Jeff obviously is today.
My second impression was again surprise when I suddenly
realized I was halfway through the book and I had barely moved from my spot on
the sofa. “Cooked” is positively un-put-downable.
Henderson’s perseverance alone is so impressive that you want to stand
up and cheer through the last chapters.
His story should be mandatory reading for any person who
ever said “I can’t,” and for anyone — entrepreneur or otherwise — who’s been tempted
to throw in the towel on anything.
Now out in paperback, this book is a bargain at under 20 bucks. Pick it up and take a bite.
“Cooked” might be the tastiest memoir
you’ll read this spring.