Cooks Must Feed Their Egos As Well

Gastronomy Is And Always Has Been Connected With Its Sister Art Of Love.

When We Exist Without Thought Or Thanksgiving We Are Not Men, But Beasts.

At Its Best, [japanese Cooking] Is Inextricably Meshed With Aesthetics, With Religion, With Tradition And History. It Is Evocative Of Seasonal Changes, Or Of One's Childhood, Or Of A Storm At Sea.

For Me, A Plain Baked Potato Is The Most Delicious One....it Is Soothing And Enough.

. . . Gastronomical Perfection Can Be Reached In These Combinations: One Person Dining Alone, Usually Upon A Couch Or A Hill Side; Two People, Of No Matter What Sex Or Age, Dining In A Good Restaurant; Six People . . . Dining In A Good Home.