Quotes About Food

desire is the sugar in human food.

Somebody has made those disgusting marshmallowy Rice Krispie things

I should like to know what well-constituted mind, merely because it is transitory, dislikes roast beef?

What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living? Beatrice: Is it possible disdain should die while she hath such meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?

A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm

Music, moody food Of us that trade in love.

we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots. Your fat king and your lean beggar is but variable service, two dishes, but to one table; that's the end. CLAUDIUS Alas, alas. HAMLET A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. CLAUDIUS What dost thou mean by this? HAMLET Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.

Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour.

Return'd so soon! Rather approached too late: the capron burns, the pig falls from the spit, the clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell; my mistress made it one upon my cheek: she is hot because the meat is cold; the meat is cold because you have no stomach, you have no stomach, having broke your fast; but we, that know what 'tis to fast and pray, are pentent for your default today.

Away with the joint-stools, remove the court-cupboard, look to the plate. Good thou, save me a piece of marchpane; and, as thou lovest me, let the porter let in Susan Grindstone and Nell. Antony, and Potpan!

If you can mock a leek, you can eat a leek!

Dinner began at five and went on until seven forty. It was a meal worthy of the age, the house, and the season. Pea soup to begin, followed by a roast swan with sweet sauce, giblets, mutton steaks, a partridge pie, and four snipe. The second course was a plum pudding with brandy sauce, tarts, mince pies, custards, and cakes, all washed down with port wine and claret and Madeira and home-brewed ale. Ross felt that there was only one thing missing: Charles.

A roll and butter and a small coffee seemed the only things on the list that hadn't been specially prepared by the nastier-minded members of the Borgia family for people they had a particular grudge against, so I chose them.

I hate reality but it's still the best place to get a good steak.

I will not eat oysters. I want my food dead. Not sick. Not wounded. Dead.

In those days, the Stage Delicatessen on Seventh Avenue was a late-night ritual.

Tortellini was one of the only things you could eat there and that tasted passable if one's demands for flavor were kept at a minimum. I often told Elaine that her food would have been turned down by the lost party on the Donner Pass.

A realidade é chata, mas ainda é o único lugar onde se pode comer um bom bife

There's an old joke. Two elderly women are at a mountain resort. One of them says, Boy, the food at this place is really terrible. The other one says, Yeah, I know, and such small portions. Well, that's essentially how I feel about life. Full of loneliness and misery and suffering and unhappiness, and it's all over much too quickly.

I have always hated reality, but it's the only place you can get good chicken wings.

Time could not be compared with any sort of food: nibble at it as greedily as you liked, there was never any less of it. Knut felt powerless in the face of time. Time was a huge ice block made of loneliness.

Adults arrogantly talked about whether food tasted good or not, as if a gourmet sensibility put you in a superior class of people

I love Canada. I miss the heat of India, the food, the house lizards on the walls, the musicals on the silver screen, the cows wandering on the streets, the crows cawing, even the talk of cricket matches, but I love Canada. It's a country much too cold for good sense, inhabited by compassionate, intelligent people with bad hairdos.

Instead of coconut yam kootu, why not boiled beef tongue with a mustard sauce?" "That sounds non-veg.