Never Apologize For Your Cooking.

Cooking Is One Failure After Another, And That's How You Finally Learn.

I Was Kind Of An Innocent Hayseed From A Middle-class, Utterly Nonintellectual Background.

If You're Afraid Of Butter, Use Cream.

I Admired The English Immensely For All That They Had Endured, And They Were Certainly Honorable, And Stopped Their Cars For Pedestrians, And Called You “sir” And “madam,” And So On. But After A Week There, I Began To Feel Wild. It Was Those Ruddy English Faces, So Held In By Duty, The Sense Of “what Is Done” And “what Is Not Done,” And Always Swigging Tea And Chirping, That Made Me Want To Scream Like A Hyena

I Think Careful Cooking Is Love, Don't You? The Loveliest Thing You Can Cook For Someone Who's Close To You Is About As Nice A Valentine As You Can Give.