I've been thinking about this and how I feel about layout and content. I believe there's something of a difference between a straight recipe book and a cookbook.
Some use books for guidance, ideas and inspiration; others for background, history and technical knowledge. And others for specific recipe details.
I love Nigel Slater's writing and his relaxed way of presenting recipes entangled with what's going on the garden, the market and time of year. I like the context and his enthusiastic approach to food and its preparation. I've tried dishes based simply on his description and can easily imagine lending a hand in his kitchen peeling potatoes and washing leeks. I don't feel this connection with many other cookbooks. Laurie Colywn was an enchanting writer and I felt her loss deeply and personally. The Canal House ladies can have one hungry and practically drooling within five minutes of opening one of their books - Have you seen they're lunch time postings? Talk about lunch-envy!
Patricia Wells and Dorie Greenspan are two whose narratives lead me though where they've been, what they're doing and they present specific steps within structured recipes which make them a pleasure to work from.
I think there's room for all kinds of food books and cookbooks.
I've wondered what it is about a specific recipe that prompts me to try it. Maybe there isn't even a picture of it - just a description and the instructions themselves. Sometimes an unusual technique, a serendipidous match for what I have on hand and often it's the writer's joy and pleasure in it.
Nigel Slater's A Stew of Oxtail and Onions for a Cold Night from Tender, Volume I had me at the title, hitting exactly the right note at the right time. And the dish itself was magnificent.
It's inconvenient when a recipe calls for a preparation (e.g. a sauce) from a different part of the book, but I often take a photocopy to have it available without the need to flip through, or prepare that component in advance.