Samin Nosrat Quotes

When I think of summertime as a kid, I think of my Grampy's gardens full of tomatoes, buckets heaping with blackberries, and countertops lined with an assortment of Ball jars, ready to can the flavor of summer.

We gather perfect fruit from perfect trees.

The difference between a bland tomato and great one is immense, much like the difference between a standard, sliced white bread and a crusty, aromatic sourdough.

The ripest peach is highest on the tree.

For flavor, instant sex will never supersede the stuff you have to peel and cook.

I won all the blue ribbons for canning at the state fair.

My family always spent the warm months bottling fruit for storage, which Dad said we'd need in the Days of Abomination.

I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer - its dust and lowering skies.

For me, style is about quality, integrity and timelessness. It is free of trends but always feels fresh and new.

beautiful December grapes, blue as plums, every grape a little skinful of sweet, tasteless water

Second freshness - that's what is nonsense! There is only one freshness - the first - and it is also the last. And if sturgeon is of the second freshness, that means it is simply rotten.

I think speeches and fruit should always be fresh.

When you have the best and tastiest ingredients, you can cook very simply and the food will be extraordinary because it tastes like what it is.

We just wanted to build the best thing we could build

Strive for perfection in everything you do.

Comparisons are easily done, once you've had a taste of perfection

Light - dews - breezes - bloom - and freshness; not one of which... has yet been perfected on the canvas of any painter in the world.

The Forsytes were resentful of something, not individually, but as a family; this resentment expressed itself in an added perfection of raiment, an exuberance of family cordiality, an exaggeration of family importance, and the sniff. Danger so indispensable in bringing out the fundamental quality of any society, group, or individual was what the Forsytes scented; the premonition of danger put a burnish on their armour. For the first time, as a family, they appeared to have an instinct of being in contact, with some strange and unsafe thing.

Things have to be beautifully made, even if they are full of fun, fantasy and futility

It goes as it does,Argetlam.You cannot hurry perfection.

It keeps her purity vacum-sealed to preserve its freshness for her future husband.

Whatever is worth doing is worth doing well.

It is no great advantage to possess a quick wit, if it is not correct; the perfection is not speed but uniformity.

Intensity is the price of excellence.