I'm very interested in my new kitchen equipment shop. I've started it with two friends.

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.

To eat figs off the tree in the very early morning, when they have been barely touched by the sun, is one of the exquisite pleasures of the Mediterranean.

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

Every day holds the possibility of a miracle.

Writing doesn't come easily to me. It gets more and more difficult.

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