Quotes About Dinner

Thanksgiving began in 1621 when Native Americans sat down with a bunch of undocumented pilgrims. They had dinner and the pilgrims never left.

Prayer is like Thanksgiving dinner. It takes one hour to eat it and ten hours to prepare it.

Thanksgiving is the most complicated meal you can think of. Every night, dinner is just pasta. It's just different shapes of pasta.

Thanksgiving is the day you don't know if you're invited for dinner or an intervention either way is going to be an ambush.

My favorite time of day is to get up and eat leftovers from dinner, especially spicy food.

I've got soggy thighs. It must be dinner time.

She had gone to a dinner party in her honor the night before the opening, and everyone had asked, with precisely the same intonation, as though it was a piece of urban Gregorian chant, Where have you been?

A dinner made up wholly of young people is generally stupid.

If you are going to refuse, do so at once, but remember that a dinner once accepted is a sacred obligation. If you die before the dinner takes place, your executor must attend the dinner

On her ideal dinner party: 'Virginia Woolf, Coleridge and Charles Lamb would have to be there. I would be scurrying around in the kitchen with Mary Lamb - she and I would do the cooking. Of course my brother would be there. I think that's about enough. That number would sustain a single conversation. Virginia and I would be the centre of attention.

Besides, those few people who aren't a mess are probably good for about twenty minutes of dinner conversation.

At about twenty she had mentioned it quite seriously at the dinner table. It was the only occasion she could recall of every member of her family laughing at once.

death had come to dinner in their small house near the ramparts and stayed to say grace when everyone was done.

With vampiric dexterity I slipped into shadowy gardens and listened at the open doorways of the dimly lighted villas as those inside talked softly over dinner or listened to the delicate music of a young boy accompanying himself with a lyre.

Oh man. I hate that poofing shit. You scared me so bad, Ash, you made me eat this crappy cheese. What is this stuff anyway? (Nick) Soy cheese. (Talon) So much for my dinner. Now his whole system is polluted. Be at least a week before it leaves his cell tissue and he's edible again. (Fang)

Simi? You got some free time? (Kat) Of course I do. You know akri on Olympus with that heifer-goddess I want to eat, but he won't let the Simi have no dinner. So why you calling me, little akra-kitty? (Simi)

Vane passed the mashed potatoes across Bride to Fury, who stared at them with a fierce frown What are these? he asked. Potatoes, Vane told him. What did they do to them?

Well, yeah. You said you wanted Italian. See. Chef Boyardee. He makes one the best stuff. (Tabitha)

Tabitha checked her watch. It was almost ten. "I don't know about you, but I'm famished. Want to go grab a bite?" Valerius gave her an amused stare. "You have to be the only woman alive who would ask a man with fangs that question.

The focus of our family life was homework and what was for dinner; getting to ballet rehearsal and getting my brother to soccer.

No. I want you to invite him to dinner. Of course I want you to knock him out! Use your strikers.

Alaska decided to go help Dolores with dinner. She said that it was sexist to leave the cooking to the women, but better to have good sexist food than crappy boy-prepared food.

So my tantrums made good television. They also made me look a fool. The Observer's television critic said that if he ever found himself sitting next to me at a dinner party he would probably drive a fork through my hand. And I don't think he was joking.

as I [Eve] was the only cook in all Christendom at the time, the idea of not coming home to dinner never occurred to Adam... It is true that at times he criticised my cooking, but in view of certain ancestral limitations from which he suffered, I never had to sit quietly and listen to an exasperating disquisition on the Pies That Mother Used To Make...