I was never a spy. I was with the OSS organization. We had a number of women, but we were all office help.
Tears mess up your makeup.
If you're afraid of butter, use cream.
My mother was independent. She had grown up in Dalton and Pittsfield, in western Massachusetts, and she was one of the first women drivers in that area.
I would happily die with a bottle of white Burgundy in my mouth.
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.