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

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.

The grotesque prudishness and archness with which garlic is treated in [England] has led to the superstition that rubbing the bowl with it before putting the salad in gives sufficient flavor. It rather depends whether you are going to eat the bowl or the salad.

An awful lot of people think it's easy to lift recipes out.

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

I would probably never have learned to cook.