For Unknown Foods, The Nose

A Man Who Was Fond Of Wine Was Offered Some Grapes At Dessert After Dinner. "much Obliged," Said He, Pushing The Plate Aside, "i Am Not Accustomed To Take My Wine In Pills."

To Claim That Wines Should Not Be Changed Is A Heresy; The Palate Becomes Saturated And After The Third Glass The Best Of Wines Arouses Nothing But An Obscure Sensation.

Cooking Is One Of The Oldest Arts And One Which Has Rendered Us The Most Important Service In Civic Life.

The Universe Is Nothing Without The Things That Live In It, And Everything That Lives, Eats.

If Any Man Has Drunk A Little Too Deeply From The Cup Of Physical Pleasure; If He Has Spent Too Much Time At His Desk That Should Have Been Spent Asleep; If His Fine Spirits Have Become Temporarily Dulled; If He Finds The Air Too Damp, The Minutes Too Slow, And The Atmosphere Too Heavy To Withstand; If He Is Obsessed By A Fixed Idea Which Bars Him From Any Freedom Of Thought: If He Is Any Of These Poor Creatures, We Say, Let Him Be Given A Good Pint Of Amber-flavored Chocolate... And Marvels Will Be Performed.