I would probably never have learned to cook.

Provence is a country to which I am always returning, next week, next year, any day now, as soon as I can get on a train.

Summer cooking implies a sense of immediacy, a capacity to capture the essence of the fleeting moment.

I would probably never have learned to cook.

I don't copy recipes without trying them out. I don't reprint without trying them again.

Even more then long hours in the kitchen, fine meals require ingenious organization and experience which is a pleasure to acquire.

It isnt only fictional heroes to whom toast means home and comfort. It is related of the Duke of Wellington - I believe by Lord Ellesmere - that when he landed at Dover in 1814, after six years absence from England, the first order he gave at the Ship Inn was for an unlimited supply of buttered toast.