Writing
Lagasse has written several best-selling cookbooks, from Emeril's New New Orleans Cooking, his first book which was published in 1993, to Emeril's Delmonico, published in 2005.
- Emeril's New New Orleans Cooking (1993) ISBN 978-0-688-11284-4
- Louisiana Real and Rustic (1996) ISBN 978-0-688-12721-3
- Emeril’s Creole Christmas (1997) ISBN 978-0-688-14691-7
- Emeril’s TV Dinners (1998) ISBN 978-0-688-16378-5
- Every Day’s a Party (1999) ISBN 978-0-688-16430-0
- Emeril's There's a Chef in My Soup!: Recipes for the Kid in Everyone (2002) ISBN 978-0-688-17706-5
- From Emeril's Kitchens: Favorite Recipes from Emeril's Restaurants (2003) ISBN 978-0-06-018535-0
- Emeril's Potluck: Comfort Food with a Kicked-Up Attitude (2004) ISBN 978-0-688-16431-7
- Emeril's Delmonico: A Restaurant with a Past (2005) ISBN 978-0-06-074046-9
- Emeril at the Grill: A Grilling Book for all Seasons (2009) ISBN 978-0-06-174274-3
- Emeril 20-40-60: Fresh Food Fast (2009) ISBN 978-0-06-174294-1
- Farm to Fork Cooking Local, Cooking Fresh (2010) ISBN 978-0-06-174295-8
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