Quotes About Eating

I eat a lot of salad, a little meat, and some fruit. That's all. But I like sweets.

I always enjoyed baking, but as far as eating, I always picked cheese fries over sweets.

I eat like a child! Oh my God. It's terrible. My child eats way healthier than me! She loves the veggies. She doesn't like packaged sweets.

I believe in eating everything and love my rice and sweets. And eating it without guilt and worry... I feel that's the best way to digest food. I don't ever do a rigorous dieting normally.

I used to not eat that well. I would have microwaveable dinners, like pasta. It was mixed in with your fizzy drinks and sweets. No good.

I'm not from a maple producing area and so my maple syrup credentials are very much of the eating side.

I always eat bread and almost always peanut butter and apple syrup, sometimes cheese. I hardly ever ate out as a child. When I did it more as a student, it felt strange to be served.

L-dopa may account for the classical reports of sleep disturbances, vivid dreaming, and enhanced sexuality associated with fava bean eating.

local eating calls for more ingenuity and self-sacrifice in some places than in others.

I'm a Snorlax! This morning we found a field with pineapples. I was so happy that after I finished them off I evolved from a Munchlax! Mom: Munchie, wake up! Time to eat! Me: Awwww, mom… WAIT! EAT??? YES!!! Munch. Munch. Munchlax. Munch. Nom. Nom. Nom. What's this? Pineapples?! YAY! Munch. Munch. Huh? What is happening, mom?!

I don't want to eat," she said in a thin voice. "I can't eat." She ate seven sausages, which was nothing against her grief. Fritz's saucisse minuit would make Gandhi a gourmet.

They eat every part of them, including the testicles. I don't eat the testicles. I don't want anybody eating on mine, so I won't eat on anybody's. I eat the hams, ribs, and shoulders. I enjoy them. Once you start eating testicles, it's like you've gone cannibalistic.

Large plates and large packages mean more eating; they are a form of choice architecture, and they work as major nudges. (Hint: if you would like to lose weight, get smaller plates, buy little packages of what you like, and don't keep tempting food in the refrigerator.)

We are also greatly influenced by consumption norms within the relevant group. A light eater eats much more in a group of heavy eaters. A heavy eater will show more restraint in a light-eating group. The group average thus exerts a significant influence. But there are gender differences as well. Women often eat less on dates; men tend to eat a lot more, apparently with the belief that women are impressed by a lot of manly eating. (Note to men: they aren't.) So

An especially good way to gain weight is to have dinner with other people.11 On average, those who eat with one other person eat about 35 percent more than they do when they are alone; members of a group of four eat about 75 percent more; those in groups of seven or more eat 96 percent more.*

On average, those who eat with one other person eat about 35 percent more than they do when they are alone; members of a group of four eat about 75 percent more; those in groups of seven or more eat 96 percent more.

C.J. had spoken longingly of finding the African termite queen, the glistening white sac that was half a foot long and as thick as a bratwurst, bursting with eggs and creamy insect fat, the queen you ate alive and whole, and she was said to twitch as she went down your throat. (188)

The body is like the ignored middle child in a family unit, and so now it is having its revenge through so much compulsive eating, sexuality, anorexia, and addiction, plus a wholesale disregard for the physical planet, animals, water, and healthy foods.

But eating with genuine good appetite is no easy thing when you are seated at the opposite end of a long table from a man who makes it a point of moral significance to subsist on half a grapefruit, eaten in under a minute so that the bowl could be pushed emphatically away, another duty done.

There was probably some kind of anti-compulsive psychiatric medication liberally added to this trucked-in gross of cookies so that people like me, who could not stop eating the cookies once they were offered, would not continuously sneak down to the lobby in the soul-slaughtering hours between two and four a.m. to steal six at a time, finishing most of them before getting back to the room.

Eating next to a twenty-foot-long crocodile took some getting used to, but Philip was well trained. He only ate bacon, stray waterfowl, and the occasional invading monster.

Grover, stop eating your seat belt. You're setting a bad example.

It's nice that you enjoy cooking. I happen to enjoy eating.

They were sisters, the pretty one and the one who lived in her shadow, a pale, chip-toothed, uncertain girl who made too much noise while eating celery.