Once fire was discovered, the instinct for improvement made men bring food to it. First to dry it, then to put it on the coals to cook.

The torrent of centuries rolling over the human race, has continually brought new perfections, the cause of which, ever active though unseen, is found in the demands made by our senses, which always in their turns demand to be occupied.

Poultry is for the cook what canvas is for a painter, or the cap of Fortunatus for a conjurer.

Smell and taste are in fact but a single composite sense, whose laboratory is the mouth and its chimney the nose.

The Lord hath created medicines out of the earth, and he that is wise will not abhor them.

Those persons who suffer from indigestion, or who become drunk, are utterly ignorant of the true principles of eating and drinking.

Gourmandise is an impassioned, rational, and habitual preference for all objects which flatter the sense of taste.