Quotes About Caramel

jour, a sleazebag by the name of Yuri Petrovich.  Yuri has just downed a couple of Viagra with the last of his Starbucks venti-sized nonfat decaf caramel macchiato. This is to ensure us both that his attempt to mount me will have all the gusto of a broncobuster breaking in the

Anyone who thinks they're too grown up or too sophisticated to eat caramel corn, is not invited to my house for dinner

He got a tan over break. I used to tell him he was so pale he looked like a marshmallow. He hated that I compared him to food. I told him that's what he got for calling me caramel. It shut him up.

It was so fun to see my hair all brushed out - it looked like caramel-flavored cotton candy!

He had a nice laugh, rich and almost melodious. It made me think of warm caramel, dripping from a spoon.

Butler prepared them a meal. Nothing fancy. Vegetarian spring rolls, followed by mushroom risotto with crème caramel to finish.

Freshly cut oak is given time to dry, which not only makes it easier to work with but also concentrates those important flavors. The staves are also lightly cooked to make them more pliable as they are shaped, and fire causes some of those flavors to caramelize, so that caramel, butterscotch, almond, toast, and warm, woodsy, smoke essences emerge.

I have made this one dish, a salted caramel chocolate ganache tart. It's so rich. You can only have a few bites!

Certain shows, when it's all comedy, it's like when you eat something that's too sweet and it just tastes gross. You need that salted caramel.

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I think love is caramel. Sweet and fragrant, always welcome. It is the gentle golden color of a setting harvest sun; the warmth of a squeezed embrace; the easy melting of two souls into one; and a taste that lingers even when everything else has melted away. Once tasted, it is never forgotten. And that is all I have to say about that.

I think love is caramel. Sweet and fragant; always welcome. It is the gentle golden colour of a setting harvest sun; the warmth of a squeezed embrace; the easy melting of two souls into one and a taste that lingers even when everything else has melted away. Once tasted it is never forgotten.

I can't cook to save my life but I can bake a flour-less chocolate-hazelnut tort with a spicy caramel sauce.

She gave Honey Babe and Majestic, each named after a breed of peach, a caramel-drenched Girl Scout Samoa, then polished off the rest of the box herself.

I love chocolate. Black chocolate with marshmallow inside, caramel inside. If I could only have two foods, I'd take some fantastic chocolate. And some terrible chocolate. I love the Clark Bar.

Ogial picked up a note and twiddled it in his fingers in Penric's direction.  Penric took it gingerly.  The crisp writing didn't add much to the archdivine's precis, beyond the nameless patient's guessed age, early twenties, and coloration—caramel skin, curly dark hair, brown eyes—which described half the folk in Adria.  The reported drooling, thrashing, and broken speech could denote, well, any number of conditions.

Anyone who thinks they're too grown up or too sophisticated to eat caramel corn, is not invited to my house for dinner

I like to stay hydrated with water throughout the day and snack on apples, but my guilty pleasure would definitely be a caramel macchiato from Starbucks!

One Christmas Eve I was made to eat a thing the person who cooked it called 'caram-egg' - which was basically uncooked egg in the shape of a cowpat with the tiniest hint of caramel.

It was an instinct to put the world in order that powered her mending split infinitives and snipping off dangling participles, smoothing away the knots and bumps until the prose before her took on a sheen, like perfect caramel.

I have a candle on the bus that smells like caramel brownie. I love anything that smells like food!

A beige cat came down the stairs like caramel seeping out of a Caramilk bar.

I'm actually not a huge circus fan in the traditional sense, but I like a lot of the circus trappings of striped tents and caramel. I lean more towards Cirque du Soleil than Barnum and Bailey.

The reality of this wide-eyed caramel-coloured wonder was arresting. This was the future, alive and kicking in my arms.