Fat Gives Things Flavor.

In France, Cooking Is A Serious Art Form And A National Sport.

I'm Not Wild About Those Twenty-four Hour Marinades

In The 1960s, You Could Eat Anything You Wanted, And Of Course, People Were Smoking Cigarettes And All Kinds Of Things, And There Was No Talk About Fat And Anything Like That, And Butter And Cream Were Rife. Those Were Lovely Days For Gastronomy, I Must Say.

I'm Afraid That Surprise, Shock, And Regret Is The Fate Of Authors When They Finally See Themselves On The Page.

Cooking Hasn't Yet Been Accepted As The Art Form It Is. It Should Be On The Level With Any Of The Other Art Forms.