Quotes About Mealtime

Get rid of the idea of kids' food. Kids can eat whatever adults can eat. You know, there is one dinner, and everyone has the same thing.

Packing lunches and going over menus is a great way to make small changes in the way your kids eat.

My wife's Italian, so pasta is a go-to for my eldest - he loves a good pasta. My middle child is a scavenger, he'll just eat whatever.

From the minute I wake up until I go to bed I think about food.

Meatloaf was a pretty big part of our family, and the meatloaf sandwiches were even more.

We all need to start making some changes to how our families eat. Now, everyone loves a good Sunday dinner. Me included. And there's nothing wrong with that. The problem is when we eat Sunday dinner Monday through Saturday.

I try to plan our meals for the week on Sunday.

We have Sunday morning breakfast before church. I don't do the dishes, but I do cook. I'm the griller.

Some days I'll cook, and then some days my wife will cook. For me, obviously on Sundays a lot of times we do the sauce and the meatballs and pasta, the whole thing.

He was at the stage of a meal when one becomes philosophic.

I'm a cereal lover. I could eat it in the morning, in the evening, and at night - I love Cheerios.

The American does not drink at meals as a sensible man should. Indeed, he has no meals. He stuffs for ten minutes thrice a day.

Dinner was made for eating, not for talking.

Good families always ritualize the table. You can say, "This is a Christmas meal; this is a birthday meal."

We were never the family that ordered pizza, and my mom never came home with a bucket of fried chicken. My mom always made home-cooked meals. We always sat down at the dinner table as a family.

My husband is Dutch, and his family, when you sat down to eat food at the table, you never left the table until you ate living bread and drank living water. They never left the table until they'd read Scripture together. So morning, lunch, suppertime, Scripture was always read at the table, and then there was prayer to close.

People always want to know what I fed my kids. I gave them real food, not frozen pizza.

Our lifestyle is deeply communal, with extended families traditionally sharing the burdens and bounties of life together, eating meals from the same plate.

I think that, being on the road, you've got your family with you, so there's no way that you can have a closer feeling to a group of people that you love than when you sit down and have a dinner or a lunch or a breakfast together.

The reality is that we connect through food, and we have the opportunity to do it three times a day.

I don't snack. I don't generally eat sweets or drink soda. I never eat between meals or even before big ones.

My mother was a cook of the plain, simple, homey variety, which was perfect for our undeveloped palates. She wasn't a puritan or a health nut, but she greatly cared what we ate and took pains to serve us good meals every night. Sometimes, when she dished up one of her typical home-cooked dinners, and we told her how good it was and asked for seconds, she would say half joking, "Aw, it's nothing but a blue plate special!

I know how taxing it is to do something even as small and brief as having a meal with a depressive. We are such irritating people, can see the dark side of everything, and our perpetual malcontentedness kind of ruins it for everybody.

Back in the really olden days, dinner was seldom a ceremonial event for U.S. families. Only the very wealthy had a separate dining room. For most, meals were informal, a kind of rolling refueling; often only the men sat down.