Friendship is not possible between two women one of whom is very well dressed.

A person cooking is a person giving. Even the simplest food is a gift.

It is often to the wary that the events in life are unexpected. Looser types-people who are not busy weighing and measuring every little thing-are used to accidents, coincidences, chance, things getting out of hand, things sneaking up on them. They are the happy children of life, to whom life happens for better or worse.

The sharing of food is the basis of social life, and to many people it is the only kind of social life worth participating in.

When I was alone, I lived on eggplant, the stove top cook's strongest ally. I fried it and stewed it, and ate it crisp and sludgy, hot and cold. It was cheap and filling and was delicious in all manner of strange combinations. If any was left over, I ate it cold the next day on bread.

[On television:] It's made people moronic, it's robbed people of their ability to think. It's done tremendous damage, and every single household that has a small child should take it and throw it out the window.

There is nothing like soup. It is by nature eccentric: no two are ever alike, unless of course you get your soup in a can.