I love root vegetables: carrots, parsnips, and turnips.

I wouldn't keep him around long if I didn't feed him well.

Was it a sign of Creeping Decrepitude?

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.

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.

Food like love is a deeply emotional matter.

I found that the recipes in most - in all - the books I had were really not adequate. They didn't tell you enough... I won't do anything unless I'm told why I'm doing it. So I felt that we needed fuller explanations so that if you followed one of those recipes, it should turn out exactly right.