I'm Starved For Love. Not Ordinary Love

Food Throwers: Begun Usually By Estranged Couples, Once This Victual Flinging Starts, Everyone Will Do It...should Your Dinner Party Have Become An Out Of Control Concussion Match With Opponents Catapulting Croutons And Petits Pois Across The Mahogany, Don't Fight It, Go With It. And When You Have The Desire To Quell The Uprising Approach The Original Perpetrator From Behind. There, Slowly Crown Her With The Contents Of The Fresh Fruit Salad Bowl. But Be Warned. Although This Immobilizes And Rivits Everyone's Attention It Also Gives Them New Ideas.

The Best Book Of The Year, Grobel's Writing Is Quite Marvelous. The Hustons Reads Vividly, Just Like One Of John Huston's Great Films.

Writing Is Turning One's Worst Moments Into Money.

Revenge Is What I Want. Nothing But Pure Unadulterated Revenge. But My Mother Brought Me Up To Be A Lady.

I'm Starved For Love. Not Ordinary Love But Real Love. The Love That's Like Music Or Something.