I believe in red meat. I often said: red meat and gin.

You don’t spring into good cooking naked. You have to have some training. You have to learn how to eat.

Tears mess up your makeup.

...no one is born a great cook, one learns by doing.

You never forget a beautiful thing that you have made. Even after you eat it, it stays with you - always.

Fat gives things flavor.

Some children like to make castles out of their rice pudding, or faces with raisins for eyes. It is forbidden -- so sternly that, when they grow up, they take a horrid revenge by dying meringues pale blue or baking birthday cakes in the form of horseshoes or lyres or whatnot.