Ruth Reichl

“I had done this. I had pulled my life apart. I would never, ever be safe again.”

“Throughout human history beauty has been seen as a gift from God, but Mom had another notion; she thought that beauty could be earned through self-knowledge. It may be a revolutionary idea, but it has offered me great comfort.”

“She was a great cook, but she cooked more for herself than for other people, not because she was hungry but because she was comforted by the rituals of the kitchen.”

“A thousand years ago the Chinese had an entirely codified kitchen while the French were still gnawing on bones. Chopsticks have been around since the fourth century B.C. Forks didn't show up in England until 1611, and even then they weren't meant for eating but just to hold the meat still while you hacked at it with your knife.”

“When a person has lived generously and fought fiercely, she deserves more than sadness at the end.”

“Growing up, I was utterly oblivious to the fact that Mom was teaching me all that. But I was instantly aware of her final lesson, which was hidden in her notes and leters. As I read them I began to understand that in the end you are the only one who can make yourself happy. More important, Mom showed me that it is never too late to find out how to do it.”

“...in the end you are the only one who can make yourself happy. More important, ...it is never too late to find out how to do it.”

“I felt that I was really living in the moment. I did not know where my life was going, but right now the future did not trouble me.”

“and he smiled when he saw me, as if just the sight of me had improved his day.”

“Pull up a chair. Take a taste. Come join us. Life is so endlessly delicious.”

“Anyone who thinks they're too grown up or too sophisticated to eat caramel corn, is not invited to my house for dinner”

“...it was so rich and exotic I was seduced into taking one bite and then another as I tried to chase the flavors back to their source.”

“Every restaurant is a theater, and the truly great ones allow us to indulge in the fantasy that we are rich and powerful. When restaurants hold up their end of the bargain, they give us the illusion of being surrounded by servants intent on ensuring our happiness and offering extraordinary food. But even modest restaurants offer the opportunity to become someone else, at least for a little while. Restaurants free us from mundane reality; that is part of their charm. When you walk through the door, you are entering neutral territory where you are free to be whoever you choose for the duration of the meal.”

“...I was not prepared for the feel of the noodles in my mouth, or the purity of the taste. I had been in Japan for almost a month, but I had never experiences anything like this. The noodles quivered as if they were alive, and leapt into my mouth where they vibrated as if playing inaudible music.”