It was there [Dijon], I now understand, that I started to grow up, to study, to make love, to eat and drink, to be me and not what I was expected to be. It was there that I learned it is blessed to receive, as well as that every human being, no matter how base, is worthy of my respect and even my envy because he knows something that I may never be old or wise or kind or tender enough to know.
But if I must be alone, I refuse to be alone as if it were something weak and distasteful, like convalescence. - M. F. K. Fisher
But if I must be alone, I refuse to be alone as if it were something weak and distasteful, like convalescence.
- M. F. K. Fisher
Wine and cheese are ageless companions, like aspirin and aches, or June and moon, or good people and noble ventures. - M. F. K. Fisher
Wine and cheese are ageless companions, like aspirin and aches, or June and moon, or good people and noble ventures.
I am more modest now, but I still think that one of the pleasantest of all emotions is to know that I, I with my brain and my hands, have nourished m… - M. F. K. Fisher
I am more modest now, but I still think that one of the pleasantest of all emotions is to know that I, I with my brain and my hands, have nourished m…
It is hard and perhaps impossible for many people to recognize the difference between innocence and naiveté. - M. F. K. Fisher
It is hard and perhaps impossible for many people to recognize the difference between innocence and naiveté.
The smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water, is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight - M. F. K. Fisher
The smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water, is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight
Brioches are a light, pale yellow, faintly sweet kind of muffin with a characteristic blob on top, rather like a mushroom just pushing crookedly thro… - M. F. K. Fisher
Brioches are a light, pale yellow, faintly sweet kind of muffin with a characteristic blob on top, rather like a mushroom just pushing crookedly thro…
Sharing food with another human being is an intimate act that should not be indulged in lightly. - M. F. K. Fisher
Sharing food with another human being is an intimate act that should not be indulged in lightly.
No yoga exercise, no meditation in a chapel filled with music will rid you of your blues better than the humble task of making your own bread. - M. F. K. Fisher
No yoga exercise, no meditation in a chapel filled with music will rid you of your blues better than the humble task of making your own bread.
Salad is roughage and a French idea. - M. F. K. Fisher
Salad is roughage and a French idea.
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