Quotes About Breakfast

I just eat pretty healthily, with lots of salad and muesli in the morning.

I used to love scrambled eggs when I was a little boy.

No one makes better scrambled eggs than me.

The first meal that I learned to make was scrambled eggs.

I love the routine. I love getting up in the morning and getting breakfast and packing lunches and doing the school run. Those things are really important to me. Because I think that those small but key moments are crucial for a kid.

I'm not into pancake things. I'm into eggs. Lots of eggs.

People are so used to eating terrible pancakes, no matter how you mess up, they're going to be great. And if you make fresh orange juice, they'll be over the moon.

We always make a hot breakfast for the kids: oatmeal, pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, the whole deal. We like to have that time in the morning together as a family.

Breakfast is served on my Herend china and I sit in an old armchair so I can read the papers.

On the day the gods chose for his destruction, Peter Hale ate his breakfast on the terrace of his condominium.

This one looks good," said Chong over breakfast the next morning. Benny read out loud from the paper. "'Pit Thrower.' What's that?" "I don't know," Chong said with a mouth full of toast. "I think it has something to do with barbecuing." It didn't.

The Royal Family are not like you and me. They live in houses so big that you can walk round all day and never need to meet your spouse. The Queen and Prince Philip have never shared a bedroom in their lives. They don't even have breakfast together.

Death lends everything a metaphoric imperative. Mundane objects become fetishes when the departed no longer need them, and breakfast conversations grow runic and wise from behind the shadows.

When you wake up in the morning, Pooh," said Piglet at last, "what's the first thing you say to yourself?" "What's for breakfast," said Pooh. "What do you say, Piglet?" "I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" said Piglet. Pooh nodded thoughtfully. "It's the same thing," he said.

Dogs are never in a bad mood over something you said at breakfast. Dogs never sniff at the husks of old conversations, or conduct autopsies on weekends gone wrong. An unexamined life may not be worth living, but the overexamined life is hell. We talk too much.

I'm the only one who doesn't always want answers. John may never articulate his questions, but they are with him, a way of being. And the children want answers to everything all the time. What's for breakfast, for lunch, for dinner? Where's Kelsey? Where's Dad? Why do we have to come in? Why do we have to go to bed? Some days the only words I speak to them are answers, and reasons I can't answer, and instructions in place of the answers they want.

The next day, she was silent. For breakfast, she murdered an onion and served it raw.

When Victoria's ministers broke the news to her about the rising expenses, the waste and extravagance in her household, she was genuinely appalled. Her bed broke, and she refused to let her servants have it mended because it would cost too much. She ordered fewer kinds of bread at breakfast. And in a move which surprised her staff, she commanded that toilet paper should give way to newspaper squares in the castle lavatories at Windsor.

I eat a lot of whole grains for breakfast, a lot of dried fruit. And my big thing is pasta. I do a lot of simple pasta, with great ingredients.

I do love my full English breakfast, but not every day. What I can't do without first thing in the morning, though, is my Danish pastry or a croissant - anything with a laminated dough, enriched with butter to make it beautifully golden and flaky.

My favorite breakfast cereal is Cocoa Pebbles.

I cannot go to Montreal without going to Beauty's, my favorite place for breakfast, where I have the Mish-Mash omelet with hot dogs, salami, eggs, green peppers, and onions, and the best banana bread in the world. It's legendary!

I pretty much eat at home all the time, so it's either eggs and sausage, scrambled together, throw some cheese on it, or some bell peppers and onions.

Playing football in the morning is like eating cabbage for breakfast.