Stanley Tucci

Hello. I'm Stanley Tucci. I'll be playing a hard-boiled screenwriter - you know the type: he's met 'em all, he's gotten drunk with 'em all. My screenplays will tell the stories of ten men and women who built modern California, warts and all. I'll show you where all the bodies are buried. I'll tell the story of the very first movie-maker, shot dead on his studio lot; and the men who lied and lied and lied again to bring water to L.A. Without the water, there would be no L.A. We'll also hear the story of the revivalist preacher who was as big as Chaplin before she disappeared without a trace; and the man who brought silicon to Silicon Valley, right before he became a white supremacist.

Before Stanley Tucci became a household name with The Devil Wears Prada, The Hunger Games, and the perfect Negroni, he grew up in an Italian American family that spent every night around the table. He shared the magic of those meals with us in The Tucci Cookbook and The Tucci Table, and now he takes us beyond the recipes and into the stories behind them. Taste is a reflection on the intersection of food and life, filled with anecdotes about growing up in Westchester, New York, preparing for and filming the foodie films Big Night and Julie & Julia, falling in love over dinner, and teaming up with his wife to create conversation-starting meals for their children. 

Food has always been an integral part of Stanley Tucci's life: from stracciatella soup served in the shadow of the Pantheon to marinara sauce cooked between rehearsals and costume fittings to home-made pizza eaten with his children before bedtime. Now in What I Ate in One Year Tucci records twelve months of eating in restaurants kitchens film sets press junkets at home and abroad with friends with family with strangers and occasionally just by himself.

Ranging from the mouth-wateringly memorable to the comfortingly domestic to the infuriatingly inedible the meals memorialized in this diary are a prism through which he reflects on the ways his life and his family are constantly evolving. Through food he marks - and mourns - the passing of time the loss of loved ones and prepares himself for what is to come.