A woman and her son have just met in the United States.
Both of them are well-known to be in the US.
The mother asks the boy what he likes to do for fun and the son replies, ‘I like to cook’.
The woman asks what he loves to do, and the boy replies,’I like making pies’.
“So you are a baker,” the mother says.
You have a speciality.”
“Do you have a job?” the son asks.
I’m an apprentice.
You will be able to work in my shop.”
The man who had asked the question, who was a neighbour of the mother, is surprised.
“What is a bakery?” he asks.
The mother is stunned.
After the man says the answer, the woman looks up from her book.
Bartlett’s familiarity quotations source The New York Times title I love to cook article In her early twenties, I loved cooking, which was the main thing I wanted to do.
It was a hobby I had.
When I was in the early stages of my career, I got a job in a restaurant, and after that I went to a cook school.
But in the late seventies and early eighties, I started studying journalism.
I started working in newspapers and magazines, and I started to do freelance journalism.
When I started working as a journalist in the seventies, the main concern of my editors was, ‘How can I bring you the best stories?’
And they always said, ‘You must make sure that your subjects are in a good mood.’
They said, “You have to write the stories in the best possible way, because that’s how people will come back to you”.
My editor said, in effect, “Well, you are going to write as if you are working in a hotel”.
So I did.
I would write a story in which a young woman had gone on a tour of India and met a few Indians who were very beautiful and very happy.
There was a photo of a girl who looked just like me, and her husband, the man, had come down from Delhi.
He was sitting in the car, wearing a big black shirt.
In India, in my day, there were no photographs of men.
It was my job to find photographs of them and to make sure I could present that photo in a way that the women would not understand, and that the men would not be surprised.
My story was very much about the relationship between these two people, and it was the only story that was very clearly written.
That was what attracted me to journalism.
It would be hard for anyone to tell a story about two people who lived in the same room and worked in the exact same circumstances.
As I was working as an editor in the Seventies, there was an incident that occurred, which I am very proud of, and this was the first time that a photograph had been taken of a woman in the hotel.
The photographer was a young photographer, and when the hotel manager came to visit me, he went to the window to take a picture.
He was holding a camera and said, you must take a photo, I want to show it to your daughter.
I said, yes, you have to take the photo, and he gave me the camera.
The photo of the hotel was not even taken, but the manager came back the next day, and asked, “How did you get the photo of that girl?”.
I said, I took the photo at the hotel, it was a souvenir.
I took it to my daughter and she said, how did you take that picture of her?
And I said she is my daughter, she’s the girl who was taken for me.
Then I started taking pictures in the newspaper.
My editor said I was a journalist and told me that I was an apprentice and would get a job as an apprentice, but I didn’t have the experience of being an editor, so he had me go and study journalism.
When I was doing my undergraduate studies, I was very interested in how to get information about other people.
For the first couple of years, I had the same kind of experience that many people have, and so I started going around with my newspaper.
The next two years, the job was different.
The first job I had was at a newspaper, and then I started getting assignments.
I worked in a newspaper office in New York City.
I was the editor.
So I have an idea that maybe I’m better than the people in the paper.
But it was hard.
The job was in an office and there was no telephone.
It wasn’t a very comfortable job, but it was also an opportunity for me to meet new people and learn from them.
And I started learning from them, and started learning how to