Some children like to make castles out of their rice pudding, or faces with raisins for eyes. It is forbidden -- so sternly that, when they grow up, they take a horrid revenge by dying meringues pale blue or baking birthday cakes in the form of horseshoes or lyres or whatnot.

She was my first cat ever, and I thought she was marvelous.

When you flip anything, you really you just have to have the courage of your convictions.

It's hard to imagine a civilization without onions; in one form or another their flavor blends into almost everything in the meal except the desert.

I was kind of an innocent hayseed from a middle-class, utterly nonintellectual background.

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.

Wine is a living liquid containing no preservatives. Its life cycle comprises youth, maturity, old age, and death. When not treated with reasonable respect it will sicken and die.