’Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.

The decline of the aperitif may well be one of the most depressing phenomena of our time.

At a dinner party one should eat wisely but not too well, and talk well but not too wisely.

One of the important requirements for learning how to cook is that you also learn how to eat.

He makes his cook his merit, and the world visits his dinners and not him.

To eat is to appropriate by destruction.

To safeguard one’s health at the cost of too strict a diet is a tiresome illness indeed.

When the stomach is full, it is easy to talk of fasting.

Cooking is the most massive rush. It’s like having the most amazing hard-on, with Viagra sprinkled on top of it, and it’s still there twelve hours later.

The belly is the reason why man does not mistake himself for a god.

It is not from the benevolence of the butcher, the brewer, or the baker that we expect our dinner, but from their regard for their own interest.

Whatsoever was the father of a disease, an ill diet was the mother.

I cannot but bless the memory of Julius Caesar, for the great esteem he expressed for fat men and his aversion to lean ones.