A poet’s hope: to be, like some valley cheese, local, but prized elsewhere.

Wine is a constant proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.

A world without tomatoes is like a string quartet without violins.

Don’t eat anything your great-grandmother wouldn’t recognize as food.

All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt.

There is communion of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine drunk.

Let things taste of what they are.

Beer is made by men, wine by God.

As you get older, you shouldn’t waste time drinking bad wine.

Wine is sunlight, held together by water.