“There are very few men and women, I suspect, who cooked and
marketed their way through the past war without losing forever some of
the nonchalant extravagance of the Twenties. They will feel, until their
final days on earth, a kind of culinary caution: butter, no matter how
unlimited, is a precious substance not lightly to be wasted; meats, too,
and eggs, and all the far-brought spices of the world, take on a new
significance, having once been so rare. And that is good, for there can
be no more shameful carelessness than with the food we eat for life
itself When we exist without thought or thanksgiving we are not men, but
beasts.”
― The Art of Eating
― The Art of Eating
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