It must have been the lack of nutrients that gave my father his temper. He is not a sweet man despite a very sweet tooth.

Almost anything is edible with a dab of French mustard on it.

It is impossible not to love someone who makes toast for you.

It is impossible not to love someone who makes toast for you....Once the warm, salty butter has hit your tongue, you are smitten. Putty in their hands.

There is too much talk of cooking being an art or a science – we are only making ourselves something to eat.

Pamper a tomato, overfeed it, overwater it and you will get a Paris Hilton of a tomato.

Food has been my career, my hobby, and, it must be said, my escape.

Good kitchens are not about size; they are about ergonomics and light.

Real food meas big-flavoured, unpretentious cooking. Good ingredients made into something worth eating. Just nice, uncomplicated food.

It is the deep, salty stickiness of food that intrigues me more than any other quality.

Not all things that fall down break. Some develop wings.

A man's vanity often goes hand in hand with his lack of knowledge.

Remember, remember always, that all of us, and you and I especially, are descended from immigrants and revolutionists.

I chose faces and figures as my subject matter simply due to the fact that the human form is already beautiful art.

Have your boyfriend add therapy bills to my expense tab.

Not once in six years did I make it to the office by 9 on the dot.

I would tell people to enjoy the present moment and the journey rather than the outcome.

There is no democracy without dissent.

It's not that you make up your ideas to justify your temperament but that it's the temperament first.

We are so evil and sinful and flawed that Jesus had to die for us... But we are so lobed and valued that he was willing to due for us.