Great Cooking Favors The Prepared Hands.

When I Wrote 'fast Food My Way' In 2004, I Hoped That My Friends Would Prepare My Recipes. Now, More People Cook From That Book Than Any Other I've Written In The Past 30 Years.

The Menus That Remain, For Me, Are Really The Menus That You Have With Your Good Friends, With Your Wife, With Your Mother, With Your Kids. These Are What Stay In Your Mind.

I Was Born On The Eighteenth Of December, 1935, In The Town Bourg-en-bresse, About Thirty Miles Northeast Of Lyon, The Second Of Three Sons Of Jeanne And Jean-victor Pepin. Weighing Only Two And One Half Pounds, I Nearly Died At Birth.

I Have An Immigrant Story. Most People Come Here For Economic Reasons, Or Religious Reasons, Or Racial Reasons, Or Gender Reasons, Or One Of Those Things. I Had A Good Job In Paris, But America Was, And Still Is, The Golden Fleece. And I've Done Very Well!

Children Never Lie...i Remember My Daughter Standing In Her Crib The First Time I Gave Her Caviar. I Put It On Bread. She Ate It And Said, "encore, Papa."