If I Had To Narrow My Choice

In A House Without A Genuine Kitchen, One Of The Delights Of Growing Up Is Lost.

Grilling, Broiling, Barbecuing - Whatever You Want To Call It - Is An Art, Not Just A Matter Of Building A Pyre And Throwing On A Piece Of Meat As A Sacrifice To The Gods Of The Stomach.

Like The Theater, Offering Food And Hospitality To People Is A Matter Of Showmanship, And No Matter How Simple The Performance, Unless You Do It Well, With Love And Originality, You Have A Flop On Your Hands.

If You Have Never Tasted A Braised Vegetable, You'll Find It Is A Revelation.

I’ve Long Said That If I Were About To Be Executed And Were Given A Choice Of My Last Meal, It Would Be Bacon And Eggs.