Quotes from The Virago Book of Food: The Joy of Eating
1873 - 1954
Whether counting the nuts she would collect and eat before the sunset or recalling the appetites of her animal friends, Colette had a uniquely sensuous voice.
Monts-Boucons, mid-July 1902
Do you recognize me, Jeanne? I'm wearing an apron with pockets, a broad-brimmed pink calico hat, little hobnailed boots, no rice powder, buckskin gloves holding large pruning scissors - and the heart of a girl. You cannot imagine the pure - and purgative - joy of eating black cherries which the sun has ripened on the tree. It rains, it shines, I get up at six and in bed by nine. I am turning the color of a pig-skin valise. My account book is like a well-kept flower bed. It's my annual virtue debauch, almost clandestine, which debases me to the moral level of a day laborer...And now I must spray two apple trees which are prone to aphids...I can't tell you about the silver dawns and the apricot sunsets today because my mouth is full and I have made a bet with myself to eat four hundred nuts between lunch and dinner. Oh! that's not a record, of course, but when one must gather as well as shell the nuts...
trans. by Robert Phelps
Colette by Jacques Humbert, ca. 1896