When I Write Of Hunger, I Am

Good Wine, Well Drunk, Can Lend Majesty To The Human Spirit.

War Is A Beastly Business, It Is True, But One Proof We Are Human Is Our Ability To Learn, Even From It, How Better To Exist

I Wrote Like A Junkie. I Had To Have My Daily Fix.

A Potato Is A Poor Thing, Poorly Treated. More Often Than Not It Is Cooked In So Unthinking And Ignorant A Manner As To Make One Feel That It Has Never Before Been Encountered In The Kitchen.

Dining Partners, Regardless Of Gender, Social Standing, Or The Years They've Lived, Should Be Chosen For Their Ability To Eat - And Drink! - With The Right Mixture Of Abandon And Restraint. They Should Enjoy Food, And Look Upon Its Preparation And Its Degustation As One Of The Human Arts.