Quotes About Cooking

To be a good cook you have to have a love of the good, a love of hard work, and a love of creating.

The more you know, the more you can create. There's no end to imagination in the kitchen.

You don't spring into good cooking naked. You have to have some training. You have to learn how to eat.

Greenie had brought together ingredients for cherry bread. It was a variation on Irish soda bread, baked in a cast-iron skillet with dried cherries and pepitas instead of raisins and caraway seeds. At lunch, she would serve it with a spinach gorgonzola salad (the dressing sweet, to appease Ray) and a veal roast studded, porcupine fashion, with long, thin slivers of garlic, ginger, and chili pepper.

Cooking is the transformation of uncertainty (the recipe) into certainty (the dish) via fuss.

The relationship between professional and domestic cook has similarities to a sexual encounter. One party is normally more experienced than the other; and either party should have the right, at any moment, to say, No, I'm not going to do that.

Et combien faut-il de ces petites garces pour faire 2,5kg à votre avis? Je vais vous le dire : il en faut 300, c'est-à-dire, une fois coupées, 600 morceaux baignant dans leur jus, des pépins à ôter 600 fois à la pointe du couteau, avec l'inquiétude d'en oublier.

Take some jelly take some fish

Unfortunately, Martha's recipes, though suitably complex, fall a tad short if you're looking for aphrodisiac cooking, perhaps only because everything about a Martha recipe, from the font it's printed in to the call for sanding sugar, with appended notes on where to find such a thing, simply screams Martha.

The thing you learn with Potage Parmentier is that simple is not exactly the same as easy.

These are the times when we aficionados of the gas stove know we are on the side of God.

Somewhere along the way, I discovered that in the physical act of cooking, especially something complex or plain old hard to handle, dwelled unsuspected reservoirs of arousal both gastronomic and sexual.

I have never looked to religion for comfort—belief is just not in my genes. But reading Mastering the Art of French Cooking—childishly simple and dauntingly complex, incantatory and comforting—I thought this was what prayer must feel like.

Trussed chickens always look like sex-crime victims, pale and flabby and hogtied. It turns out that this goes double for trussed half-chickens.

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.

He can cook? In a manner of speaking, Mrs. Treadwell said, cheerfully. What manner of speaking is that?

It near broke my heart to treat such a good piece of meat in such a way. Aye, Red said with feeling. I watched ye do it, and it near made me cry,too. Sophia laughed and hugged her father. When this is over,Mary will cook you an entire leg of mutton, perfectly roasted and seasoned. His eyes brightened. With mint sauce? Aye, Mary said, beaming.

Gamma was an aggressively terrible cook. She resented recipes. She was openly hostile toward spices. Like a feral cat, she instinctively bristled against any domestication

Neither of them minded because it didn't really matter. Gamma was an aggressively terrible cook. She resented recipes. She was openly hostile toward spices. Like a feral cat, she instinctively bristled against any domestication

I am utterly against those confused Olios, into which men put almost all kinds of meats and Roots.

I have no idea why it apparently takes three grown men to cook some hamburgers. One to cook, one to kibbitz, and one to insult the other two.

The way to a man's heart is through his stomach...just make sure you thrust upward through his ribcage.

A man that can cook you a proper meal that is like a weekday meal - which I think cannot be better than in the form of a roast chicken - that's the greatest.

When one married a man, it was clear to me, one married also the sink and the stove.