In America we eat, collectively, with a glum urge for food to fill us. We are ignorant of flavour. We are as a nation taste-blind. — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share Image
Talleyrand said that two things are essential in life: to give good dinners and to keep on fair terms with women. As the years pass and fires cool, it can become unimportant to stay always on fair terms either with… — 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
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
gastronomy is and always has been connected with its sister art of love. — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share
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
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
... living out of sight of any shore does rich and powerfully strange things to humans. — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
I notice that as I get rid of the protective covering of the middle years, I am more openly amused and incautious and less… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share
It is puzzling to me that otherwise sensitive people develop a real docility about the obvious necessity of eating, at least once a day,… — M. F. K. Fisher Copy Share
