Meals, In The Sense In Which We

The Pleasure Of The Table Belongs To All Ages, To All Conditions, To All Countries, And To All Areas; It Mingles With All Other Pleasures, And Remains At Last To Console Us For Their Departure.

To Invite People To Dine With Us Is To Make Ourselves Responsible For Their Well-being For As Long As They Are Under Our Roofs.

An Intelligently Planned Feast Is Like A Summing Up Of The Whole World, Where Each Part Is Represented By Its Envoys.

Dear Gourmands! My Bowels Yearn Towards Them As A Father's Toward His Children. They Are So Good Natured! They Have Such Sparkling Eyes!

When I Need A Word And Do Not Find It In French, I Select It From Other Tongues, And The Reader Has Either To Understand Or Translate Me. Such Is My Fate.