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. There are few sights that appeal to me more than the streaks of lean and fat in a good side of bacon, or the lovely round of pinkish meat framed in delicate white fat that is Canadian bacon. Nothing is quite as intoxicating as the smell of bacon frying in the morning, save perhaps the smell of coffee brewing.

I don't like gourmet cooking or 'this' cooking or 'that' cooking. I like good cooking.

A gourmet who thinks of calories is like a tart who looks at her watch.

It's foolish to go through life bemoaning the fact that you can't have this or that. Twaddle! You can omit certain foods and still enjoy eating.

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.

Too few people understand a really good sandwich.

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