Woe to those who get what they desire. Fulfillment leaves an empty space where your old self used to be, the self that pines and broods and reflects. You furnish a dream house in your imagination, but how startling and final when that dream house is your own address. What is left to you? Surrounded by what you wanted, you feel a sense of amputation. The feelings you were used to abiding with are useless. The conditions you established for your happiness are met. That youthful light-headed feeling whose sharp side is much like hunger is of no more use to you.

It is always wise to make too much potato salad. Even if you are cooking for two, make enough for five. Potato salad improves with age - that is, if you are lucky enough to have any left over.

The sharing of food is the basis of social life.

The best way to eat crabs, as everyone knows, is off newspaper at a large table with a large number of people.

Both happy and sad people can be cheered up by a nice meal.

People who like to cook like to talk about food....without one cook giving another cook a tip or two, human life might have died out a long time ago.

I do not believe that you have to spend a lot of money to eat well: it is hard to beat a plain old baked potato.