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 Copy Share Image
There's a communion of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine drunk. — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
It must not simply be taken for granted that a given set of ill-assorted people, for no other reason than because it… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
It is impossible to think of any good meal, no matter how plain or elegant, without soup or bread in it — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
There is a communication of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine is drunk. And that is my answer… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
There is no chiropractic treatment, no Yoga exercise, no hour of meditation in a music-throbbing chapel, that will leave you emptier of… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
Too few of us, perhaps, feel that breaking of bread, the sharing of salt, the common dipping into one bowl, mean more… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
... I think we grieve forever, but that goes for love too, fortunately for us all. — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
A potato is a poor thing, poorly treated. More often than not it is cooked in so unthinking and ignorant a manner as to… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
gastronomy is and always has been connected with its sister art of love. — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
At present, I myself do not know of any local witches or warlocks, but there are several people who seem to have an uncanny… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
In general, I think, human beings are happiest at table when they are very young, very much in love or very alone. — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
... living out of sight of any shore does rich and powerfully strange things to humans. — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
The things men come to eat when they are alone are, I suppose, not much stranger than the men themselves… A writer years ago… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
In spite of my conviction that a group of deliberately assembled relatives can be one of the dullest, if not most dangerous, gatherings in… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
This is not that, and that is certainly not this, and at the same time an oyster stew is not stewed, and although they… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
death ... so seldom happens nowadays in the awesome quiet of a familiar chamber. Most of us die violently, thanks to the advance of… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
Sharing our meals should be a joyful and a trustful act, rather than the cursory fulfillment of our social obligations. — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
I can no more think of my own life without thinking of wine and wines and where they grew for me and why I… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
