It's A Shame To Be Caught Up

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.

You Don’t Spring Into Good Cooking Naked. You Have To Have Some Training. You Have To Learn How To Eat.

Remember, You Are All Alone In The Kitchen And No One Can See You.

You'll Never Know Everything About Anything, Especially Something You Love.

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