I Started Out Thinking Of

The Sparrows Are Preparing For Winter, Each One Dressed In A Plain Brown Coat And Singing A Cheerful Song.

I Have Spent A Good Part Of My Life Looking For The Perfect Barbecue. There Is No Point In Looking In Places Like Texas, Where They Put Some Kind Of Ketchup On Beef And Call It Barbecue. Barbecue Is Pork, Which Narrows The Search To The South, And If It's Really Good Pork Barbecue You Are Looking For, To North Carolina.

I Made Friends With A Lot Of Those Who Could Have Criticized Me In Print And Who Didn't, Who Praised Me Instead.

You Can Find Your Way Across This Country Using Burger Joint The Way A Navigatior Uses Stars....we Have Munched Bridge Burgers In The Shadow Of The Brooklyn Bridge And Cable Burgers Hard By The Golden Gate, Dixie Burgers In The Sunny South And Yankee Doodle Burgers In The North....we Had A Capitol Burger - Guess Where. And So Help Us, In The Inner Courtyard Of The Pentagon, A Penta Burger.

I Wasn't A Very Discriminating Reader. I Read Just About Everything That Came Along.