Quotes About Cheese

Just go into any 'home cooking' restaurant in any town you're visiting. If the menu lists macaroni and cheese as a vegetable-- you know you're in the South.

us," she thought, "or at least some bits of cheddar

He expected pages and pages of bright pictures of pancakes of every variety shown in plain stacks, or built into castles or bridges or igloos, or shaped like airplanes or rowboats or fire engines. And pitchers of syrup to choose from -- partridge berry syrup, thimbleberry syrup, huckleberry syrup, bosenberry syrup, and raspberry syrup. Then there would be cheese plates and cheeses a la carte. Creamy cheeses, crumbly cheeses, and peculiar little cheeses in peculiar little clay pots.

the biggest deliverers of saturated fat—the type of fat doctors worry about—are cheese and red meat

When consumers tried to improve their health by shifting to skim milk, Congress set up a scheme for the powerful dairy industry through which it has quietly turned all that unwanted, surplus fat into huge sales of cheese—not cheese to be eaten before or after dinner as a delicacy, but cheese that is slipped into our food as an alluring but unnecessary extra ingredient. The toll, thirty years later: The average American now consumes as much as thirty-three pounds of cheese a year.

cheese and pizza contributed more than 14 percent of the saturated fat being consumed.

don't know why this little cheese conquered so many," he said softly. "But if you asked me the secret, I'd say it was because we made it in our home, the old way, the way it had been made for hundreds of years. Perhaps in the United States you don't know what it's like to have old flavors, flavors from the past, from centuries before. But we live with them every day here.

After the cafes of Paris with their exquisite wines and creamy fromages, crepes and steak tartare-- screaming Adore me!-- Madrid was these store-bought hunks of unyielding cheese and brick-hard baguettes, consumed in leafless Buen Retiro Park.ll Madrid, dressed as it was, tasting as it did, prideful as hell, didn't care what you thought about it on your junior-year backpacking trip. That was your problem.

From a footnote: Writes Clifton Fadiman: "A cheese may disappoint. It may be dull, it may be naive, it may be oversophisticated. Yet it remains cheese, milk's leap toward immortality.

The Big Fat Surprise: Why Butter, Meat and Cheese Belong in a Healthy Diet.

The only way cheese is dessert is when it's followed by the word cake.

Pero la fondera no se dejaba por aquello de que la que da el beso da el queso.

Stinking Bishop

No self-respecting wolf would eat a rodent - though we might've been able to use your teeth as decorations," Andrew said with a straight face. Teijan hissed out a very unratlike snarl. "Why the hell do I bother to talk to you?" "Hawke thinks I give you cheese." He pulled a small, foil-wrapped wedge out of his pocket. "Here you go" "*** you" But the Rat alpha was laughing.

Algunos alimentos engordan. Otros son adictivos. El queso es ambas cosas: engorda y es adictivo. Y ese es el problema.

Right now, I'm as single as a slice of American cheese.

Gwladus, my honey, bring us food. Bring us a lot of it. Your lady is all bone; her face looks sharp enough to cut cheese.

I am not getting into the rarebit versus rabbit argument. Whatever you call it, it is still cheese on toast.

GORGONZOLA & CANNELLINI DIP WITH A TRICOLORE FLOURISH I LOVE THIS COMBINATION OF BLUE CHEESE AND WHITE BEANS, but I have to say its gorgeousness is due in no small part to the mascarpone and Marsala that add creaminess of texture and smoky depth of tone respectively. I like this dip to have real tang: I need to feel that burning, blue-cheese buzz.

I might as well have declared my devotion to processed cheese.

Cheeses crusty, got all musty, got damp on the stone of a peach," I agreed. He looked blank, so I repeated it with proper emphasis. " ChEEZ-zes crusty. Got Al -musty. Got DAMp on the StoneofapeaCH.

Cheeses crusty, got all musty, got damp on the stone of a peach.

Not erotic life, but the pleasure of the mind filling like the lower chamber of an hourglass with the slow-moving grains of a perfect day—sky, carnations, walking, reading, writing, Toasted Cheese, the presence of another who wishes to be so still, so silent too.

No one goes around suggesting that everyone should become their own autonomous cheesemakers and cheering the death of the cheese industry. Why? Because that would result in a lot of shitty cheese.