I'm KCZ, and I'm a cookbook-aholic.
The hallway down the center of my house is lined with bookcases, which are overflowing with cookbooks. At last count, I owned 600 cookbooks, and that was many volumes ago. I spent the month of September picking up the cookbooks which had snuck down to the floor, and I resolutely recaptured and reshelved the books which had fled to the living room, den, and my bedroom. I valiantly tried to bring organization to the chaos without buying more bookcases.
After this exercise in futility, I SWORE that I would never buy another cookbook. When
Gourmet folded, taking its monthly cookbook recommendations with it, I thought I was safe. I erased Jessica's Biscuit from my internet bookmarks. Shamefully, I avoided Cheftalk's cookbook reviews. I even tested myself with a couple of strolls through a kitchenwares store, which had cookbooks scattered among the pots and pans. I really thought I had conquered my addiction.
Today, I went into a TJ Maxx to buy some towels. Unfortunately, some warped store clerk had put a big display of cookbooks in the aisle next to the linens. Francois Payard's
Chocolate Epiphany for $6.00 was my downfall. "Chocolate Epiphany" could have been my middle name. I looked at the pretty pictures and the book flew uncontrollably right into my cart. Never mind that I have 20+ chocolate dessert books already. Never mind that there is no way I can wedge one more book onto those shelves. Never mind that I swore off buying more cookbooks.
I sit here now, drooling over my newest book. I am hopeless. I need to go buy another bookcase. Everyone, please pray for me.
Hello... 
