Illegitemus non carborundum est (“Don’t let the bastards grind you down”). - Julia Child

Upon reflection, I decided I had three main weaknesses: I was confused (evidenced by a lack of facts, an inability to coordinate my thoughts, and an inability to verbalize my ideas); I had a lack of confidence, which cause me to back down from forcefully stated positions; and I was overly emotional at the expense of careful, 'scientific' though. I was thirty-seven years old and still discovering who I was.

sole à la normande,

It's so beautifully arranged on the plate - you know someone's fingers have been all over it.