The Lord Hath Created Medicines Out Of

Dear Gourmands! My Bowels Yearn Towards Them As A Father's Toward His Children. They Are So Good Natured! They Have Such Sparkling Eyes!

For Unknown Foods, The Nose Acts Always As A Sentinal And Cries. 'who Goes There?'

No Man Under Forty Can Be Dignified With The Title Of Gourmet.

The Spanish Ladies Of The New World Are Madly Addicted To Chocolate, To Such A Point That, Not Content To Drink It Several Times Each Day, They Even Have It Served To Them In Church.

I Appreciate The Potato Only As A Protection Against Famine, Except For That, I Know Of Nothing More Eminently Tasteless.