Dining With One's Friends And Beloved Family

The More You Know, The More You Can Create. There's No End To Imagination In The Kitchen.

I Admired The English Immensely For All That They Had Endured, And They Were Certainly Honorable, And Stopped Their Cars For Pedestrians, And Called You “sir” And “madam,” And So On. But After A Week There, I Began To Feel Wild. It Was Those Ruddy English Faces, So Held In By Duty, The Sense Of “what Is Done” And “what Is Not Done,” And Always Swigging Tea And Chirping, That Made Me Want To Scream Like A Hyena

I Wouldn't Keep Him Around Long If I Didn't Feed Him Well.

In The 1960s, You Could Eat Anything You Wanted, And Of Course, People Were Smoking Cigarettes And All Kinds Of Things, And There Was No Talk About Fat And Anything Like That, And Butter And Cream Were Rife. Those Were Lovely Days For Gastronomy, I Must Say.

Noodles Are Not Only Amusing But Delicious.