Proust had his madeleines; I am devastated by the scent of yeast bread rising. Bert Greene More Quotes by Bert Greene More Quotes From Bert Greene There is no such thing as reconstituted lemon juice, only reconstituted taste buds. Bert Greene taste-buds lemons juice Approaching the stove, she would don a voluminous apron, toss some meat on a platter, empty a skillet of its perfectly cooked a point vegetables, sprinkle a handful of chopped parsley over all, and then, like a proficient striptease artist, remove the apron, allowing it to fall to the floor with a shake of her hips. Bert Greene artist food fall Talking about food arouses certain individuals the way talking about sex does others. Bert Greene doe talking sex
