The Secret Of A Happy Marriage Is

I Don't Use The Word Gourmet. The Word Doesn't Mean Anything Anymore. 'gourmet' Makes It Sound Like Someone Is Putting Sherry Wine In The Corn-flake Casserole.

I Had My First French Meal And I Never Got Over It. It Was Just Marvelous. We Had Oysters And A Lovely Dry White Wine. And Then We Had One Of Those Lovely Scalloped Dishes And The Lovely, Creamery Buttery Sauce. Then We Had A Roast Duck And I Don't Know What Else.

How Can A Nation Be Called Great If Its Bread Tastes Like Kleenex?

My Mother Was Independent. She Had Grown Up In Dalton And Pittsfield, In Western Massachusetts, And She Was One Of The First Women Drivers In That Area.

A Passionate Interest In What You Do Is The Secret Of Enjoying Life...whether It Is Helping Old People Or Children, Or Making Cheese Or Growing Earthworms.