The Table Is The Only Place Where

Tell Me What You Eat, And I Will Tell You Who You Are.

Gastronomers Of The Year 1825, Who Find Sateity In The Lap Of Abundance, And Dream Of Some Newly-made Dishes, You Will Not Enjoy The Discoveries Which Science Has In Store For The Year 1900, Such As Foods Drawn From The Mineral Kingdom, Liqueurs Produced By The Pressure Of A Hundred Atmospheres; You Will Never See The Importations Which Travelers Yet Unborn Will Bring To You From That Half Of The Globe Which Has Still To Be Discovered Or Explored. How I Pity You!

The Table Is The Only Place Where We Do Not Get Weary During The First Hour.

In The Hands Of An Able Cook, Fish Can Become An Inexhaustible Source Of Perpetual Delight.

The Destiny Of Nations Depends On How They Nourish Themselves.