In a house without a genuine kitchen, one of the delights of growing up is lost.

I’ve long said that if I were about to be executed and were given a choice of my last meal, it would be bacon and eggs.

Like the theater, offering food and hospitality to people is a matter of showmanship, and no matter how simple the performance, unless you do it well, with love and originality, you have a flop on your hands.

I am still convinced that a good, simple, homemade cookie is preferable to all the store-bought cookies one can find.

Goodness, how much there is to learn about food!

It is true thrift to use the best ingredients available and to waste nothing.

I'm really enamored of the potato in all its guises.