The Dyspeptic And The Drunkard Do Not

Gourmandism Is An Act Of Judgment, By Which We Prefer Things Which Have A Pleasant Taste To Those Which Lack This Quality.

The Pleasures Of The Table Belong To All Times And Ages, To Every Country And Every Day; They Go Hand In Hand With All Our Other Pleasures, Outlast Them, And Remain To Console Us For Their Loss.

Those From Whom Nature Has Withheld Taste Invented Trousers.

Smell And Taste Are In Fact But A Single Composite Sense, Whose Laboratory Is The Mouth And Its Chimney The Nose.

For Unknown Foods, The Nose Acts Always As A Sentinal And Cries. 'who Goes There?'