Approaching the stove, she would don a voluminous apron, toss some meat on a platter, empty a skillet of its perfectly cooked a point vegetables, spr….

There is no such thing as reconstituted lemon juice, only reconstituted taste buds..

Proust had his madeleines; I am devastated by the scent of yeast bread rising..

Talking about food arouses certain individuals the way talking about sex does others..