"I put on a pot of rice to cook and got four boneless chicken breasts out of the meat keeper. I cooked them with wine and butter and cream and mushrooms. While they cooked I tossed a salad and made a dressing with lime juice and mint, olive oil, honey, and wine vinegar. There were two bottles of Rhine in the refrigerator for which I'd originally had other plans, but I could buy some more tomorrow."
I want to eat that meal. I can envision it on one of my favorite plates. I'm tasting it now. And there are many others. Hell, even kitchen-phobic Susan makes beet risotto and even goes out of her way to buy a white bowl so it will look pretty.
I love these books. I re-visit them every summer because they are so easy to get lost in. And they make you hungry. They make you want to cook.
We even named our dog Spenser and our cat Pearl (after Spenser's dog; we adopted her to keep Spenser company).
Thank you, Mr. Parker. You will be sorely missed.