Quotes About Chicory

A rabbit sneeze on the morning breeze sets homesick hearts aglow sitting with his rumps in a chicory clump and longing for a nice plump doe.

Damn, all I wanted was a drink of coffee and one little beignet. Coffee… Daimons… Coffee…Daimons. (Talon) I think in this case the Daimons better win. (Wulf) Yeah, but it's chicory coffee. (Talon) Talon wanting to be toasted by Acheron for failure to protect humans. (Wulf)

They had met at the table d'hôte of an Eighth Street Delmonico's, and found their tastes in art, chicory salad and bishop sleeves so congenial that the joint studio resulted.

I don't know how it is with others, but for me the charm of a woman increases if she is a young traveler, has spent five days on a scientific trip lying on the hard bench of the Tashkent train, knows her way around in Linnaean Latin, knows which side she is on in the dispute between the Lamarckians and the epigeneticists, and is not indifferent to the soybean, cotton, or chicory.

I must say one thing about southern down-home brewed coffee with chicory. If you have worms, you'll never have them again.

Yes? I shall have a coffee, Ignatius said grandly. Chicory coffee with boiled milk. Only instant, the bartender said. I can't possibly drink that, Ignatius told his mother. It's an abomination. Well, get a beer, Ignatius. It won't kill you. I may bloat.