I'm Really Enamored Of The Potato In

I'm Really Enamored Of The Potato In All Its Guises.

Be Simple. Be Honest. Don't Overcook And Don't Undercook, But It's Better To Undercook Than Overcook.

Too Many Simple Green Salads Suffer From A Lack Of Imagination.

When I Walk Into A Market I May See A Different Cut Of Meat Or An Unusual Vegetable And Think, ‘i Wonder How It Would Be If I Took The Recipe For That Sauce I Had In Provence And Put The Two Together?’ So I Go Home And Try It Out. Sometimes My Idea Is A Success And Sometimes It Is A Flop, But That Is How Recipes Are Born. There Really Are Not Recipes, Only Millions Of Variations Sparked By Someone’s Imagination And Desire To Be A Little Creative And Different. American Cooking Is Built, After All, On Variations Of Old Recipes From Around The World.

I've Long Said That If I Were About To Be Executed And Were Given A Choice Of My Last Meal, It Would Be Bacon And Eggs. There Are Few Sights That Appeal To Me More Than The Streaks Of Lean And Fat In A Good Side Of Bacon, Or The Lovely Round Of Pinkish Meat Framed In Delicate White Fat That Is Canadian Bacon. Nothing Is Quite As Intoxicating As The Smell Of Bacon Frying In The Morning, Save Perhaps The Smell Of Coffee Brewing.