Women Are Like Cheese Strudels

“May your table be graced with lovely women and good men.  May you drink well enough to drown the envy of youth in the satisfactions of maturity.  May your men wear their weight with pride, secure in the knowledge that they have at last become considerable.  May they rejoice that they will never again be taken for callow, black-haired boys.  And your women?  Ah!  Women are like cheese strudels.  When first baked, they are crisp and fresh on the outside, but the filling is unsettled and indigestible; in age, the crust may not look so lovely, but the filling comes at last into its own.”- Robert Farrar Capon, The Supper of the Lamb (1967)

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