If you're not ready to fail, you're not going to learn how to cook.

Food, like the people who eat it, can be stimulated by wine or spirits. And, as with people, it can also be spoiled.

There are reasons, and then there are excuses.

I admired the English immensely for all that they had endured, and they were certainly honorable, and stopped their cars for pedestrians, and called you “sir” and “madam,” and so on. But after a week there, I began to feel wild. It was those ruddy English faces, so held in by duty, the sense of “what is done” and “what is not done,” and always swigging tea and chirping, that made me want to scream like a hyena

Fake food -- I mean those patented substances chemically flavored and mechanically bulked out to kill the appetite and deceive the gut -- is unnatural, almost immoral, a bane to good eating and good cooking.

Fine #‎ wine is a living liquid ... Its life comprises youth, maturity, old age, and death.

The sweetness and generosity and politeness and gentleness and humanity of the French had shown me how lovely life can be if one takes time to be friendly.