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

My father was in charge of managing the farm.

How can a nation be called great if its bread tastes like kleenex?

If you are going to flip something, you must have the courage of your convictions.

You are the butter to my bread,and the breath to my life

Good french cooking cannot be produced by a zombie cook.

If you're buying tomatoes pick them up and smell them-they should have a lovely perfume. They need to be kept at fifty degrees or above, particularly during the growing season, because that's when they develop their flavor.