Wine and cheese are ageless companions, like aspirin and aches, or June and moon, or good people and noble ventures.
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Sharing food with another human being is an intimate act that should not be indulged in lightly.
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The smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water is indescribable in its evocations of innocence and delight.
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Life is hard, we say. An oyster's life is worse. She lives motionless, soundless, her own cold ugly shape her only dissipation ...
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Who wants always to look at a cafe or an altar or an oak tree with the first innocence and the limited understanding of a naive lovesick girl,...
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...I never thought of anything but a long full life with my love, but a heavy foreboding hit me about two years into this planned bliss, when ...
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Family dinners are more often than not an ordeal of nervous indigestion, preceded by hidden resentment and ennui and accompanied by psychosomatic jitters.
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There are many of us who cannot but feel dismal about the future of various cultures. Often it is hard not to agree that we are becoming culin...
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Our family talked a lot at table, and only two subjects were taboo: politics and personal troubles. The first was sternly avoided because Fath...
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When I write of hunger, I am really writing about love and the hunger for it, and warmth and the love of it . . . and it is all one.
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Children and old people and the parents in between should be able to live together, in order to learn how to die with grace, together. And I f...
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