Home will always be London. Theres something unique about the British. Its about cheekiness.
Real food meas big-flavoured, unpretentious cooking. Good ingredients made into something worth eating. Just nice, uncomplicated food.
It is impossible not to love someone who makes toast for you.
It is impossible not to love someone who makes toast for you. . . . Once the warm, salty butter has hit your tongue, you are smitten. Putty in their hands.
Almost anything is edible with a dab of French mustard on it.
There is too much talk of cooking being an art or a science – we are only making ourselves something to eat.
Pamper a tomato, overfeed it, overwater it and you will get a Paris Hilton of a tomato.
If I didn't have this affliction, I would be the first. As a rule the if-clause contains an unfulfillable condition, or the patient's own arrangement, which only he can change.
What people see on court is another side of me; it's not me.
Adolescence is about digging out the iron inside irony.
We used to look up at the sky and wonder at our place in the stars. Now we just look down, and worry about our place in the dirt.