Cooking Well Doesn't Mean Cooking Fancy.

I Think One Of The Terrible Things Today Is That People Have This Deathly Fear Of Food: Fear Of Eggs, Say, Or Fear Of Butter. Most Doctors Feel That You Can Have A Little Bit Of Everything.

Cassoulet, That Best Of Bean Feasts, Is Everyday Fare For A Peasant But Ambrosia For A Gastronome, Though Its Ideal Consumer Is A 300-pound Blocking Back Who Has Been Splitting Firewood Nonstop For The Last Twelve Hours On A Subzero Day In Manitoba.

I'm Not Wild About Those Twenty-four Hour Marinades

Was It A Sign Of Creeping Decrepitude?

I Always Give My Bird A Generous Butter Massage Before I Put It In The Oven. Why? Because I Think The Chicken Likes It -- And, More Important, I Like To Give It.