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 enjoy cooking with wine, sometimes I even put it in the food I'm cooking.

The tomato hides its griefs. Internal damage is hard to spot.

Forget the cheap white wine: go to beef and gin!

There are only four great arts: music, painting, sculpture, and ornamental pastry- architecture being perhaps the least banal derivative of the latter.

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.

We are so bemused by our own petard, that we are unable to look at things objectively.