I wouldn't keep him around long if I didn't feed him well.

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

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.

I'm afraid that surprise, shock, and regret is the fate of authors when they finally see themselves on the page.

It's simply a very romantic place. Just one look at any of those streets, and you couldn't be anywhere else - it's so beautiful, and there's that location, and the sense of the free spirit. Who couldn't become ravenous in such a place?

I'm not wild about those twenty-four hour marinades

There are reasons, and then there are excuses.