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

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

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

Dawn comes slowly but dusk is rapid.

As if a cookbook had anything to do with writing.

the French write plays and paint as naturally as we play jazz - it's just a national gift.

There is nothing that is comparable to it, as satisfactory or as thrilling, as gathering the vegetables one has grown.