She used to diet on any kind of food she could lay her hands on.
It is impossible to tell where the law stops and justice begins.
If cooking becomes an art form rather than a means of providing a reasonable...
In the sixties everyone you knew became famous. My flatmate was Terence Stamp. My barber was Vidal Sassoon. David Hockney did the menu in a restaurant I went to. I didn't know anyone unknown who didn't become famous.
