“When the leaves began to fall, all the visitors were gone, and the whistle from the train passing through Orange gave a… — Edna Lewis Copy Share Image
The smell of coffee cooking was a reason for growing up, because children were never allowed to have it and nothing haunted the nostrils… — Edna Lewis Copy Share Image
One of the greatest pleasures of my life has been that I have never stopped learning about Good Cooking and Good Food — Edna Lewis Copy Share Image
“When the leaves began to fall, all the visitors were gone, and the whistle from the train passing through Orange gave a long, lonesome,… — Edna Lewis Copy Share Image
Over the years since I left home, I have kept thinking about the people I grew up with and about our way of life.… — Edna Lewis Copy Share Image
