Quotes About Food

If you're going to lose weight, you have to do it by changing your way of thinking about food. It cannot be the highlight of your life.

Using food as a way of understanding empire is highly effective. Food knows no barriers of race, gender or even time.

I should be ill," she continued, "if I did not live on the borders of the fairies' country, and now and then eat of their food. And I see by your eyes that you are not quite free of the same need; though, from your education and the activity of your mind, you have felt it less than I. You may be further removed too from the fairy race.

Some hams hanging in the kitchen were taken out for burial

The food crank is by definition a person willing to cut himself off from human society in the hopes of adding five years onto the life of his carcase; that is, a person out of touch with common humanity.

The food we were given was no more than eatable, but the patron was not mean about drink; he allowed us two litres of wine a day each, knowing that if a plongeur is not given two litres he will steal three.

The idea that you can somehow remain aloof from and superior to the struggle [World War II], while living on food which British sailors have to risk their lives to bring you, is a bourgeois illusion bred of money and security.

All European food in Burma is more or less disgusting—the bread is spongy stuff leavened with palm-toddy and tasting like a penny bun gone wrong, the butter comes out of a tin, and so does the milk, unless it is the grey watery catlap of the dudh-wallah.

Roughly speaking, the more one pays for food, the more sweat and spittle one is obliged to eat with it.

Ese trabajo era estrictamente voluntario, pero el animal que se negara a hacerlo vería reducidas sus raciones a la mitad.

He had lived on this filthy imitation of food till his own mind and body were compounded of inferior stuff. It was malnutrition and not any native vice that had destroyed his manhood.

The hungrier one becomes, the clearer one's mind works—also the more sensitive one becomes to the odors of food.

With Chikens, we have a Super Fare Deel, which is: they make the egs, we take the egs, they make more egs. And sometimes may even eat a live Chiken, shud that Chiken consent to be eaten by us, threw faling to run away upon are approche, after she has been looking for feed in a stump.

Oh Lord! Don't, don't start rhapsodising over that cod again, darling! I can't bear it and I know you are going to! She laughed. You don't understand. It was because it was so typically English.

I should find that sort of thing most disconcerting! Manna, too! I've never been able to discover what kind of food that was, but I am persuaded I shouldn't like it, even if I were starving, and it was suddenly dropped on me, which I think extremely unlikely.

Maggie had sent up a large basket of sandwiches and salad and pink lemonade with ice in it.

steak, baked potatoes, and tossed salad.

S-a-l-o-o-n," said Benny, reading the sign over the door of the building. "What is a saloon?" "This saloon is a Western-style restaurant," said Bart. "It has food, drinks, and entertainment. Come on in!

The children ate everything on the table. They ate hamburgers and rolls and tomatoes and beans and corn, and they drank many glasses of milk.

How can you think of cheesecake now?" Daisy asked. "I can always think of cheesecake," said Aunt Judy. "Me too," chimed in Benny. Aunt

This is the best picnic I've ever been to," said

Soon, Violet was busy beating eggs in a bowl. Jessie put butter in a big pan and set it on the stove. The girls put pieces of dry bread in the eggs and milk, and Jessie began to brown them in the pan.

Mrs. Wood was indeed making pies. She was taking the third pie out of the oven. When she looked up and saw

enjoying juice, milk, and a basketful of warm cranberry and banana muffins and sweet rolls