I am gonna try again and again, because the moment I give up, is the moment I fail.
. . . the agent provocateur of a good dinner.
When we no longer have good cooking in the world, we will have no literature, nor high and sharp intelligence, nor friendly gatherings, no social harmony.
The fine arts are five in number, namely: painting, sculpture, poetry, music, and architecture, the principal branch of the latter being pastry.
I want order and taste. A well displayed meal is enhanced one hundred per cent in my eyes.
The guardian and arbiter of superlative eating, with every meal an unforgettable experience in pleasure, starting with the soup, which he said, 'must be the agent provocateur of a good dinner. '
to "set the standard for beauty in classical and modem cookery, and attest to the distant future that the French chefs of the 19th century were the most famous in the world.
We humans are in such a strange position—we are still animals whose behavior reflects that of our ancestors, yet we are unique—unlike any other animal on earth. Our distinctiveness separates us and makes it easy to forget where we came from. Perhaps dogs help us remember the depth of our roots, reminding us—the animals at the other end of the leash—that we may be special, but we are not alone. No wonder we call them our best friends.
The simplest thing that can be said about any person, any relationship, is that it's not simple at all.
Almost everyone who has had an idea that's somewhat revolutionary or wildly successful was first told they're insane.
Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice