...for Me There Is Too Little Of

It Is A Curious Fact That No Man Likes To Call Himself A Glutton, And Yet Each Of Us Has In Him A Trace Of Gluttony, Potential Or Actual. I Cannot Believe That There Exists A Single Coherent Human Being Who Will Not Confess, At Least To Himself, That Once Or Twice He Has Stuffed Himself To Bursting Point On Anything From Quail Financiere To Flapjacks, For No Other Reason Than The Beastlike Satisfaction Of His Belly.

Good Wine, Well Drunk, Can Lend Majesty To The Human Spirit.

[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.

Cooks Must Feed Their Egos As Well As Their Customers.

A Complete Lack Of Caution Is Perhaps One Of The True Signs Of A Real Gourmet.