She Was My First Cat Ever, And

A Cookbook Is Only As Good As Its Poorest Recipe.

I Was Kind Of An Innocent Hayseed From A Middle-class, Utterly Nonintellectual Background.

When The War Broke Out I Decided I Would Be Very Patriotic. Standing My Full Height. I Presented Myself To The Wacs And The To The Waves. And I Was Rejected - I Was An Inch Too Tall.

Too Much Trouble," "too Expensive," Or "who Will Know The Difference" Are Death Knells For Good Food.

A Passionate Interest In What You Do Is The Secret Of Enjoying Life...whether It Is Helping Old People Or Children, Or Making Cheese Or Growing Earthworms.