Today is the birthday of one of my literary and gastronomic heroes...A.J. Liebling!!! He lived in Paris between the wars and wrote the marvelous book "Between Meals, An Appetite for Paris" about that time. He wrote superbly about boxing, politics, and any other topic that came his way at the old New Yorker magazine.
He was a fountain of great quotes such as:
The primary requisite for writing well about food is a good appetite. Without this, it is impossible to accumulate, within the allotted span, enough experience of eating to have anything worth setting down.
Liebling, not Hemingway, is the writer who ignited my enduring love affair with Paris. And even if he had been a lousy writer, I would owe him a huge debt of gratitude as a result.
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