Good ideas are a dime a dozen, bad ones are free.
My mother gave me a real kick toward cooking, which was that if I wanted to eat, I'd better know how to do it myself.
My parents divorced. There was the usual awkward business of going between them, but I was mostly with my mother. She remarried to a Greek painter Nico Ghika, so we were always around artists and intellectuals.
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