I love you like a fat kid loves cake!
I cook with wine, sometimes I even add it to the food.
Hearts can't be broken because they're made of marzipan.
My love is meatloaf flavored. I just wish my meatloaf was also meatloaf flavored.
Corbyn would literally waste £100 billion of taxpayer money on weapons he'd never use. How many food stamps is that?
This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.
There is no love sincerer than the love of food.
A fit, healthy body - that is the best fashion statement
My love is pizza shaped. Won’t you have a slice? It’s circular, so there’s enough to go around.
I have made a lot of mistakes falling in love, and regretted
most of them, but never the potatoes that went with them.
The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt.
Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what’s for lunch.
Humor keeps us alive. Humor and food. Don't forget food. You can go a week without laughing.
Do you know what breakfast cereal is made of? It's made of all those little curly wooden shavings you find in pencil sharpeners!
Wait. Why am I thinking about Krispy Kremes? We’re supposed to be exercising.
We must have a pie. Stress cannot exist in the presence of a pie.
Don't wreck a sublime chocolate experience by feeling guilty.
Chocolate isn't like premarital sex. It will not make you pregnant.
And it always feels good.
Give a man a fish, and you'll feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, and he'll buy a funny hat. Talk to a hungry man about fish, and you're a consultant.
Life is half delicious yogurt, half crap, and your job is to keep the plastic spoon in the yogurt.
It was time to take the pumpkin out of the pot and eat it. In the final analysis, that was what solved these big problems of life. You could think and think and get nowhere, but you still had to eat your pumpkin. That brought you down to earth. That gave you a reason for going on. Pumpkin.
I am at the moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip.
A writing cook and a cooking writer must be bold at the desk as well as the stove.
Feel better, work better.
Love is a banana. First you peel it, and then you roll on the condom.
Silas consumed only one food, and it was not bananas.
She's a girl after my own heart. Food first, conversation later.
I’ve decided the act that cannot wait / is the important will to create / But, ah, if my belly is ignored / the pantry door I shall implore / But I’ve been known to reach the bed / ideas still famished in my head.
When a man's girlfriend's parents ask him what it is that he does for a living: they’re not really concerned about him; they’re concerned about their daughter’s tummy.
How often have the greatest thoughts and ideas come to light during conversations with the family over the evening dinner?
Thanks to his salary, an employee is free to eat whatever, wherever. However, because of his job, he is not free to eat whenever.
It's just... You sound like lorde. But like, with maple syrup.
If you want to keep people happy, just keep the food and entertainment rolling.
Listen in close, Wall Street Conquistadors, you’re spreading like vapor up through people’s floors, you’re moving en masse under the cracks of our doors and grabbing our children to work in your stores, feeding the needy to make them your whores, but you need to remember the grave you’re digging is yours.
She realized that being starved for words was the same as being starved for food, because both left a hollow place inside you, a place you needed filled to make it through another day. Rachel remembered how growing up she’d thought living on a farm with just a father was as lonely as you could be. (130)
Home. The word circled comfortably in my mouth like bubble gum, swished around sweetly soft and satisfying. Home. Try saying it aloud to yourself. Home. Isn’t it like taking a bite of something lovely? If only we could eat words.
Do you see a theme emerging? Women like flowers; men like food!
All civilized wo/men are prostitutes: Some sell what's between their legs; the rest sell what's between their ears.
If women are breadwinners and men bring home the bacon, why do people complain about having no dough? I'm confused. Also hungry.
Learn to do common things uncommonly well; we must always keep in mind that anything that helps full the dinner pail is valuable.
Hard work should be rewarded by good food.
As long as you're in the food business, why not make sweets?
Work is a vehicle with which man chases some fleeting destination called a full tummy.
Happy we were the, for we had a good house, and good food and good work.
12% of employees eat because they are hungry. 88% of employees eat because it is 1 o’clock.
The most remarkable thing about my mother is that for thirty years she served the family nothing but leftovers. The original meal has never been found.
I am not a glutton - I am an explorer of food
You're thinking I'm one of those wise-ass California vegetarians who is going to tell you that eating a few strips of bacon is bad for your health. I'm not. I say its a free country and you should be able to kill yourself at any rate you choose, as long as your cold dead body is not blocking my driveway.
The first time you see something that you have never seen before, you almost always know right away if you should eat it or run away from it.
Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.
Pull up a chair. Take a taste. Come join us. Life is so endlessly delicious.
Life itself is the proper binge.
The preparation of good food is merely another expression of art, one of the joys of civilized living…
If you seek for supreme predator, go find God.
He hunts the prime killer of mankind, the Satan.
A Paradox, the doughnut hole. Empty space, once, but now they've learned to market even that. A minus quantity; nothing, rendered edible. I wondered if they might be used-metaphorically, of course-to demonstrate the existence of God. Does naming a sphere of nothingness transmute it into being?
But the goal of the arts, culinary or otherwise, is not to increase our comfort. That is the goal of an easy chair.
I mean really, how could an artistic individual stay grounded in the nitty-gritty of how many minutes per pound meat has to stay in the oven when trying to fathom the creative philosophy behind the greatest artistic minds of the world?
Putting food under lock and key was one of the great innovations of your culture. No other culture in history has ever put food under lock and key - and putting it there is the cornerstone of your economy.[...] Because if the food wasn't under lock and key, Julie, who would work?
No plaque reminds the passer-by of these glories, although there should be one; for those who invent biscuits bring great pleasure to many.
If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.
The discovery of a new dish does more for the happiness of the human race than the discovery of a star.
The single greatest lesson the garden teaches is that our relationship to the planet need not be zero-sum, and that as long as the sun still shines and people still can plan and plant, think and do, we can, if we bother to try, find ways to provide for ourselves without diminishing the world.
A sandwich and a cup of coffee, and then off to violin-land, where all is sweetness and delicacy and harmony.
Original, in French: La bonne cuisine est la base du véritable bonheur.
English: Good food is the foundation of genuine happiness.
Complaining from lack of food doesn't always affect my emotions. complaining from lack of knowledge, passion, creative ideas and happiness always does.
Movie without romance feels like food without flavor.
You have to be a romantic to invest yourself, your money, and your time in cheese.
I don't eat friggin' lobster or anything like that. Because they're alive when you kill it.
Sometimes the only answer to death is lunch.
One of my biggest fears is that I'm going to die alone in my home, and my cats will eat me because I am too dead to open their food cans.
Fidelity is a living, breathing entity. On wobbly footing, it can wander, becoming something different entirely.
Neighbours complaining about someone’s dog making an awful racket. You could hardly blame the poor beast, its owner had died in her bed at least a fortnight before and there hadn’t been much left of the old girl worth eating.
Owners of dogs will have noticed that, if you provide them with food and water and shelter and affection, they will think you are god. Whereas owners of cats are compelled to realize that, if you provide them with food and water and shelter and affection, they draw the conclusion that they are gods.
There are people in the world so hungry, that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread.
And believe me, a good piece of chicken can make anybody believe in the existence of God.
They served "Good Food" but only a G, an O and a D were lit up. Personally, I doubted God dined there. Unless God was keen on samonella poisoning and rat droppings in the hamburgers. But then again, what did I know?
You have food?" Winter scolded. "I thought you said you were hungry."
I'm hungry for other things besides what I have," [Clover] argued.
I love my pizza so much, in fact, that I have come to believe in my delirium that my pizza might actually love me, in return. I am having a relationship with this pizza, almost an affair.
What kind of person doesn't let you have gummi bears?
The [Five Second Rule] has many variations, including The Three Second Rule, The Seven Second Rule, and the extremely handy and versatile The However Long It Takes Me to Pick Up This Food Rule.
[Clover] secretly hitched a ride with a nice German couple and their new baby...Clover appeared to the baby, so as to be a delightful, soothing surprise. Well, the child did like Clover. In fact, she held him and cooed. When the parents turned around to look at her and saw their child holding a furry, living creature, they needlessly panicked.
What was that you gave me to eat?" Winter panicked.
A Filler Crisp," Clover said, his eyes seventy percent concerned and thirty percent mischievous.
Leggo my Eggo!
If there's a sexier sound on this planet than the person you're in love with cooing over the crepes you made for him, I don't know what it is.
Mama operated under the assumption that I was eight years old and incapable of feeding myself. It was physically impossible for her to cross my threshold without some form of nourishment. She once offered me cheese and crackers from her while we were standing in my kitchen.
The elevator shaft was a kind of heat sink. Hot food was cold by the time it arrived. Cold food got colder. No one knew what would happen to ice cream, but it would probably involve some rewriting of the laws of thermodynamics.
I spy, with my little eye, something that starts with ... G."
"Sausages.
When they figure out how to bottle up orgasms and sell them as a food additive, I'll be first in line.
Revel in grossness. Leave food in your teeth. Proudly display feminine hygiene products.
This kind of mixing of ingredients happens all the time at fast-food places... You know when you order french fries and there's a rogue onion ring at the bottom. You know, at first you're alarmed but you eat it. It all comes from the same place! You just have to go for it.
Some hae meat and canna eat,
And some wad eat that want it,
But we hae meat and we can eat,
And sae the Lord be thankit.
Twas the night before Thanksgiving.
All the food's in the oven.
And I'm in the bedroom performin' self lovin'.
Cut my life into pizzas. this is my plastic fork. oven baking, no breathing, dont give a fuck if its carbs that i'm eating' -Catherine Spann
All those other girls are cake...I'm Crème brûlée...Tiramisu, if you will. Just a few notches above.
The moon people do not eat by swallowing food but by smelling it. Their money is poetry - actual poems, written out on pieces of paper whose value is determined by the worth of the poem itself.
This magical, marvelous food on our plate, this sustenance we absorb, has a story to tell. It has a journey. It leaves a footprint. It leaves a legacy. To eat with reckless abandon, without conscience, without knowledge; folks, this ain't normal.
Farms and food production should be, I submit, at least as important as who pierced their navel in Hollywood this week. Please tell me I'm not the only one who believes this. Please. As a culture, we think we're well educated, but I'm not sure that what we've learned necessarily helps us survive.
Training is everything. The peach was once a bitter almond; cauliflower is nothing but cabbage with a college education.
Teaching kids how to feed themselves and how to live in a community responsibly is the center of an education.
Pesa ni ya muhimu kwa sababu ya mahitaji ya lazima ya wanadamu kama vile chakula, maji, malazi, elimu, usafi, mavazi, na afya, lakini ni ya maana kwa sababu ya wanawake.
I like a cook who smiles out loud when he tastes his own work.
Let God worry about your modesty; I want to see your enthusiasm.