As career moves go, only Arthur Rimbaud's decision to become an arms dealer in Africa is comparable. After 24 years as a top-flight editor, first with Granta then The New Yorker, Bill Buford started working in the kitchen of Babbo, a fashionable Italian restaurant in Manhattan. This unlikely shift came about when he decided to write a profile of the restaurant's chef/patron Mario Batali, a Rabelaisian figure renowned for both his TV appearances and his appetites (he has been known to drink his way through half a case of wine over dinner).
Batali agreed to take on Buford as a "kitchen slave". His research rapidly revealed the yawning gulf between the enthusiastic amateur …