[Bachelors'] approach to gastronomy is basically sexual, since few of them under seventy-nine will bother to produce a good meal unless it is for a pretty woman.

There is no chiropractic treatment, no Yoga exercise, no hour of meditation in a music-throbbing chapel, that will leave you emptier of bad thoughts than this homely ceremony of making bread.

It is hard and perhaps impossible for many people to recognize the difference between innocence and naiveté.

Wine and cheese are ageless companions, like aspirin and aches, or June and moon, or good people and noble ventures.

Probably one of the most private things in the world is an egg until it is broken.

Having bowed to the inevitability of the dictum that we must eat to live, we should ignore it and live to eat.

Digestion is one of the most delicately balanced of all human and perhaps angelic functions.