The Secret Of Good Cooking Is, First,

If I Had To Narrow My Choice Of Meats Down To One For The Rest Of My Life, I Am Quite Certain That Meat Would Be Pork.

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.

Nothing Is Quite As Intoxicating As The Smell Of Bacon Frying In The Morning, Save Perhaps The Smell Of Coffee Brewing.

In A House Without A Genuine Kitchen, One Of The Delights Of Growing Up Is Lost.

I Am Still Convinced That A Good, Simple, Homemade Cookie Is Preferable To All The Store-bought Cookies One Can Find.