Eighties vegetarians were a lonely, much maligned breed, exposed to frozen pub-lunch veggie lasagnes, prototype soy milk that floated on tea like a tanker spillage, and the pain of buying almost all edible items via postal order from Holland & Barrett. — Grace Dent Copy Share Image
I'm just a woman who carries oat milk in my handbag, can tell you 10 good ways to scramble tofu and whose favourite primo in many fancy Italian restaurants is two or three contorni wedged together. — 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
