Anarchy in the kitchen is a book I intended to write. I didn’t walk into a lamp post one morning and thought “fuck me I need to write a book”. My culinary journey spanning three decades was always going to be written. The carnage, the chaos, a chef with no filter. Anarchist in the kitchen, an enigma in yesterday’s culinary world. A psychedelic, hedonistic, vicious, emotional and passionate journey. Incomprehensible, unpredictable, Auguste Knuckles takes the reader on a demolition derby covering numerous avenues of the hospitality industry. A blinding and destructive obsession for his craft. A victim of child abuse and neglect, from a young age Knuckles struggles with drug and alcohol addiction. Powerless to escape the noxious scuttlebutt, Knuckles strives to move forward to achieve his career goal. Executive head chef within a prestigious 5* hotel with Michelin star status. Suffering with CPTSD, suicidal thoughts, OCD and a tsunami of professional issues. After three decades as a chef, Knuckles throws in the towel. Even after being announced as the next heavy weight champion of the world by George Foreman, it’s time to walk away from an obsessive and destructive love affair with the kitchen.