"On a late-1940s road trip from Paris to Provence, a group of friends stopped at a fancier-than-expected, three-Michelin-starred restaurant just outside Vienne; the celebrated chef Fernand Point warmly greeted the party’s poodle, Nikki, even kissing her brow and making sure she shared in every course. That extraordinary meal—served by one of the era’s most revered chefs—introduced the young American visitor to fine French dining, proved life-changing, and planted the seed for her later conviction that dogs deserve thoughtfully prepared human food, a philosophy she would eventually turn into a cookbook." - Aimee Levitt