Cooking was taken with such seriousness in France that even ordinary chefs were proud of their profession. That's what appealed to me.

I think every woman should have a blowtorch.

Cassoulet, that best of bean feasts, is everyday fare for a peasant but ambrosia for a gastronome, though its ideal consumer is a 300-pound blocking back who has been splitting firewood nonstop for the last twelve hours on a subzero day in Manitoba.

I was never a spy. I was with the OSS organization. We had a number of women, but we were all office help.

...operational proof...it's all theory until you see for yourself whether or not something works.

People liked to eat veal until they saw pictures of these darling little animals with brown eyes. Veal calves been raised the same way for centuries.

I would happily die with a bottle of white Burgundy in my mouth.