There is no question that Rumanian-Jewish food is heavy. One meal is equal in heaviness, I would guess, to eight or nine years of steady mung-bean eating.

I've written three books you could think of as memoirs.

It was a given in our family that my father was a grocer so that I wouldn't have to be.

Money not spent on a luxury one considered even briefly is the equivalent of windfall income and should be spent accordingly.

At American weddings, the quality of the food is in inverse proportion to the social position of the bride and groom.

It happens to be a matter of record that I was first in print with the discovery that the tastelessness of the food offered in American clubs varies in direct proportion to the exclusiveness of the club.

With humor, it’s so subjective that trying to think of what the ideal reader would think would drive you crazy.