Quotes About Food

I don't cook. My kitchen is actually very small.

You can invite people over or make your kids their favorite food - that usually inspires me in the kitchen.

I did 'Hell's Kitchen' and 'Celebrity MasterChef.' I was quite good at those, and did a cookbook.

When you go out for a good meal, chances are that there will be a deep fat fryer in the kitchen. Every Michelin star restaurant will have one.

If there's an Italian in the kitchen, let them get on with it.

A lot of my great memories are formed around food in the kitchen, sitting down with friends and family. It just makes everyone happy, the conversation flows.

Sri Lanka's interpretation of western cuisine is pretty diabolical. Sri Lankan food itself is ace, however, and they bloody love a buffet. Even if you go to a basic-looking cafe, they can knock up four or five different curries for you very quickly.

I come from U.P., so I can say that I have some knowledge about food and flavors.

I've known what it is to be hungry, but I always went right to a restaurant.

I love the sense of belonging in Hong Kong. I love that it is such an international city. I love our food and our language. The people are energetic and passionate. I just really love this city.

In London, the food critics are harsher, the clients milder; in Hong Kong, the clients are harsher, the critics milder.

I really think I cook good Korean food. I really do, just straight up.

Food in general is really important for any diaspora, and it's really important for Korean people. This was a connection my mom and I could always have together that made her feel like I was more hers.

If it is made in a lab then it takes a lab to digest.

I support GMOs. And we should label them. We should label them because that is the very best thing we can do for public acceptance of agricultural biotech. And we should label them because there's absolutely nothing to hide.

Food was a labor of love you felt by cooking it and eating it.

Biscuits are rough, potatoes are tough. I pray to God we all get enough.

Trash can!" Pritkin cursed and grabbed one, just about the time everything I'd eaten that night paid a repeat visit. Whiskey, pizza, milk shake, beer-and a lone, half-dissolved gummy bear, which was a surprise, since I couldn't actually recall having eaten any. Fun times.

I ran out of stock around midnight and dropped by a place, got some Chinese." I hoped he meant takeout.

I left it with a warmer," he said drily. Because war mages ate their fried chicken frozen to the ground and they liked it.

Poireaux vinaigrette aux grains de caviar." I did a quick translation. "Leeks and fish eggs in vinegar?" He grinned. "It sounds better in French." Yeah, but did it taste better?

But then I found out that somebody, probably the damned guards, had drunk all the beer, and that was the last straw. So I was hermiting inside my tent with an attitude and the last piece of food in the place. Because there are certain things even a troll won't eat.

I ate it all, washed down by a good English beer, except for the tongue, although I eyed even that. After all, it was just beef, right? But I couldn't do it. Tasting something that might be tasting me back freaked me out.

Especially when it comes to animals used for food, humanity's reasoning power and concern about fairness plummets.