It's not just roast meat and spuds on a plate, like any other Sunday. It may look just like it, give or take a blob of cranberry, but Christmas dinner is imbued with memories. Oh, and hopes, dreams, love and… — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
Give me an impromptu 50-person guest list, a fold-out emergency trestle table and a pack of frozen vol-au-vent cases and, darlings, I will give… — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
I skip breakfast a lot - often, it's just a litre of coffee with oat milk - and I eat lots of protein at… — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
Once, bit-fetching was the job mainly of children. In the 1970s, if I sat too long looking bored, I'd be dispatched to the shop… — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
I've realised that, from your mid-40s, everything you eat and drink shows in your face. — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
The moment you become sober, you feel 100% better. Then you have to stop yourself being evangelical because you feel like you've found religion. — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
Everybody you meet, when you're a restaurant critic, tells you they'd love to be your dinner companion. — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
My rule of thumb with being in the closet is, as long as you're not spending Sundays thumping a bible about Sodom, or weekdays… — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
Sometimes you only realise how far you've travelled when you turn around and see the distance behind. — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
When I was a little girl I always enjoyed the roast potatoes and the vegetables at Sunday dinner more than the meat. — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
What 'Transparent' actually is if you give it a chance is a compelling, intoxicating look at family, siblings, secrets, divorce, being Jewish, mid-life anguish… — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
