I have just learned a delicious French usage. On wedding invitations when they say the mass is at noon they mean one o'clock -when they say at noon precise they mean half after twelve - and when they say at very precisely noon they mean noon.

But I don't want nutrition. I want food!

Dawn comes slowly but dusk is rapid.

As if a cookbook had anything to do with writing.

In the menu, there should be a climax and a culmination. Come to it gently. One will suffice.

The first gathering of salads, radishes and herbs made me feel like a mother about her baby - how could anything so beautiful be mine?

Experience is never at bargain price.