Quotes About Food

No One Diets on Thanksgiving. What we're really talking about is a wonderful day set aside on the fourth Thursday of November when no one diets. I mean, why else would they call it Thanksgiving?

We're having something a little different this year for Thanksgiving. Instead of a turkey, we're having a swan. You get more stuffing.

Part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside.

Tell me what you eat, and I will tell you what you are.

I went into McDonald's yesterday and said, "I'd like some fries." And the girl behind the counter says, "Would you like fries with that?"

I'm at the age where food has taken the place of sex. In fact, I just had a mirror put over my kitchen table.

You better cut the pizza in four pieces, because I'm not hungry enough to eat six.

Last night I dreamed I ate a ten-pound marshmallow, and when I woke up the pillow was gone.

Do not eat anything you find already dead. You may give it to an alien living in any of your towns and he may eat it, or you may sell it to a foreigner...

He said to Jacob, "Let me eat some of that red stuff, because I'm exhausted."

I always wondered why babies spend so much time sucking their thumbs. Then I tasted baby food.

Yesterday, at a restaurant, I asked the waiter how he prepared the chicken. He replied, "We don't...we just tell it straight that it's going to die!"

Im a musician first, a food-lover second, a dirty mouth with feet, and a girl last time I checked.

The hamburger meat looks like Vinny's chest hair!

I'm an expert in homo sapiens behavior. They can rationalize anything. Take war. They'll bankrupt their economies, sacrifie the best of their young, unleash a bloodbath that impresses even me, at the expense of providing shelter, food, and medicine for their own people. Compared to that, the sale of a few women is trivial.

Allergic to garlic?" He tore a chunk of bread and chomped on it. "Might as well give up breathing." That too, but not because of allergies.

There's a battle between what the cook thinks is high art and what the customer just wants to eat.

Unlike curing cancer or heart disease, we already know how to beat hunger: food.

I don't change anything for someone unless I know they don't eat something. I don't create dishes that only celebs or friends would get. There's a democracy to the food that goes out in all my restaurants.

I love simple food. I like to serve the entire animal, not only because it somehow provokes a customer to think about it, but also because to honor of the animal that has been killed for us to eat, you have to eat the whole thing. It would be silly to just eat the chops and throw everything else away.

One of the problems with growing up for me with liver was that mom always dredged in nice flour and then cooked it until it screamed and begged for mercy.

Time was, you were pretty sure that the best food was the kind that was the easiest to find. Or the kind you consume at a stadium, with a game going on in front of you. This was before everyone watched the Food Network and Top Chef and the sadistic reality shows hosted by that angry British chef who screams at his "cheftestants" until the veins in his neck bulge and his shrinking victims either cry or go to the hospital with heart troubles. Well, my friend, the game has changed.

Everyone makes pesto in a food processor. But the texture is better with a mortar and pestle, and it's just as fast.

Shop often, shop hard, and spend for the best stuff available - logic dictates that you can make delicious food only with delicious ingredients.