Food is so primal, so essential a part of our lives, often the mere sharing of recipes with strangers turns them into good friends.
There is no sight on earth more appealing than the sight of a woman making dinner for someone she loves.
As the days grow short, some faces grow long. But not mine. Every autumn, when the wind turns cold and darkness comes early, I am suddenly happy. It’s time to start making soup again.
As for butter versus margarine, I trust cows more than chemists.
My soul is dark with stormy riot, Directly traceable to diet.
In general, mankind, since the improvement in cookery, eats twice as much as nature requires.
He that eats till he is sick must fast till he is well.
The spirit cannot endure the body when overfed, but, if underfed, the body cannot endure the spirit.
St Frances de Sales
Stored away in some brain cell is the image of a long-departed aunt you haven’t thought of in 30 years. Stored away in another cell is the image of a pink pony stitched on your first set of baby pajamas. All it takes to get that aunt mounted on the back of that pony is to eat a hunk of meatloaf immediately before going to bed.
Robert Brault, www.robertbrault.com
Dyspepsia is the remorse of a guilty stomach.