The Midnight Kitchen of Borrowed Hands

About this book:

At three a.m. in a buried Seattle kitchen, Arthur Pendelton signs a lease on his own hands. Five hundred dollars a shift. No experience required—technique provided. The catch: the masters driving his fingers have been dead for decades, and they didn’t come back just to dice onions.

Each night, a different legend takes the station. A Parisian saucier who died mid-service. A butcher who knew every seam of the beast. A pastry chef who could spin sugar into glass. Arthur stays conscious for every cut, every sear, every impossible plate—feeling genius flow through nerves he’d ruined with booze and burnout. He’s finally cooking at the level he only ever dreamed of. But the longer he rents himself out, the more the kitchen demands: stranger tickets, hungrier guests, and a growing suspicion that the chefs aren’t just borrowing his hands. They’re building something. And the final course on the tasting menu is Arthur himself.

*The Midnight Kitchen of Borrowed Hands* is a dark culinary fantasy where talent is a ghost, ambition is a haunting, and the only way out of the weeds is through the fire. Sharp, visceral, and steeped in the sweat and salt of the line, it serves up a feast you won’t forget—long after the last plate is cleared.