We are always giving foreign names to very native things. If there is a thing that reeks of the glorious tradition of the old English tavern, it is toasted cheese. But for some wild reason we call it Welsh rarebit. I believe that what we call Irish stew might more properly be called English stew, and that it is not particularly familiar in Ireland.

Music with dinner is an insult both to the cook and the violinist.

Marxism: The theory that all the important things in history are rooted in an economic motive, that history is a science, a science of the search for food.

Gluttony is a great fault; but we do not necessarily dislike a glutton. We only dislike the glutton when he becomes a gourmet-that is, we only dislike him when he not only wants the best for himself, but knows what is best for other people.

Just the other day in the Underground I enjoyed the pleasure of offering my seat to three ladies.