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In The Light Of What Proust Wrote With So Mild A Stimulus, It Is The World's Loss That He Did Not Have A Heartier Appetite. On A Dozen Gardiner's Island Oysters, A Bowl Of Clam Chowder, A Peck Of Steamers, Some Bay Scallops, Three Sauteed Soft-shelled Crabs, A Few Ears Of Fresh Picked Corn, A Thin Swordfish Steak Of Generous Area, A Pair Of Lobsters, And A Long Island Duck, He Might Have Written A Masterpiece.

Cynicism Is Often The Shamefaced Product Of Inexperience.

Last Week, I Had To Offer My Publisher A Bottle That Was Far Too Good For Him Simply Because There Was Nothing Between The Insulting And The Superlative.

I Used To Be Shy About Ordering A Steak After I Had Eaten A Steak Sandwich, But I Got Used To It.

The Primary Requisite For Writing Well About Food Is A Good Appetite. Without This, It Is Impossible To Accumulate, Within The Allotted Span, Enough Experience Of Eating To Have Anything Worth Setting Down.