Quotes About Food

There is also the fact that premodern lobster was cooked dead and then preserved, usually packed in salt or crude hermetic containers.

The stand he wants to open'll sell gyros, he says. He's not Italian after all.

A servant brought them food and watered wine, and Parmenion sat and listened as Xenophon told of the March to the Sea and the evils that beset the Greeks. He outlined his strategies and his successes, but also talked of his failures and the reasons for them. The hours passed swiftly and Parmenion felt like a man dying of thirst who has found the Well of All Life. He

This was what Joon thought Christianity meant! Food and medicine for the body, and stories for the heart if you begged for them. Then he came here, found a country full of people begging not to hear the stories, went to seminary, and found out why. No food. No medicine. No doing unto others. Just a bunch of men learning how to bellow the stories at others whether they wanted to hear them or not!

It's hard to imagine a scenario where someone would say no to pancakes.

A poet could write volumes about diners, because they're so beautiful. They're brightly lit, with chrome and booths and Naugahyde and great waitresses. Now, it might not be so great in the health department, but I think diner food is really worth experiencing periodically.

How was her crumbcake? oh.. from the store... .......

Rather than making you never want to eat chicken again, it simply makes you angry. It makes you hold a grudge. You'll eat chicken again, by God, and you'll chew really, really hard.

What's the trick to remembering that a sandwich is masculine? What qualities does it share with anyone in possession of a penis? I'll tell myself that a sandwich is masculine because if left alone for a week or two, it will eventually grow a beard.

Say what you will about the south, but in North Carolina a hot dog is free to swing anyway it wishes.

Nobody pours stuffing like you do, my friend.

a new group, flexitarians, who eat meat if not too many people are watching.

Neither were we allowed to choose what we ate. I have a friend whose seven-year-old will only consider something if it's white. Had I tried that, my parents would have said, You're on, and served me a bowl of paste, followed by joint compound, and, maybe if I was good, some semen.

Then there are vegans, macrobiotics, and a new group, flexitarians, who eat meat if not too many people are watching.

It's nothing I'd want for myself, but I suppose it's fine for those who prefer food and family to things of real value.

The younger an ingredient, the more highly it was valued, thus the baby chicken, the baby spinach, the newborn asparagus, each pale stalk as slender as a fang.

While each of us thought, separately, Amy brought up Fran Lebowitz. Someone asked her what her favorite animal is and she answered, 'Steak.' Isn't that perfect?

Man ordering at Butera's deli/prepared-foods counter: "Hey, give me one of them chickens what spins around.

Today the teacher told us that a ripe Camembert should have the same consistency as a human eyebrow.

I'll do the snails on cinnamon toast.

Poor mastery of emotions is one of the major causes of obesity in a society where stress is common and food is used abundantly to deal with it. People who have learned to handle stress generally do not have a weight problem. They have learned how to listen to their bodies, identify their feelings, and respond intelligently.

Backster did tell me that if you "pray" over your food, by sending it positive, loving thoughts, it then seems to accept its role in helping you stay alive—and these severe reactions no longer occur on the graph paper.

In uncounted ways has food forged alliances that intoxicants keep lubricated

Jocko likes salty, Jocko likes sweet, but never bring Jocko any hot sauce, like with jalapenos, because it makes Jocko squirt funny-smelling stuff out his ears.