Quotes About Hospitality

It's different from Liverpool. Boston seems to be a friendly place.

I like feeling at home and knowing people. I like talking about ideas and being friendly.

People in Tulsa are totally friendly; the crowds are very nice.

Americans are really lovely people - friendly, kind and willing to help you out.

Customers are more friendly when they've had a meal.

The atmosphere in St. Lucia is incredibly friendly, and I always felt very safe and looked after.

Tunisians are very friendly.

I'm friendly to everyone I meet and people are friendly to me.

I enjoy India whenever I go and Sri Lankans are overwhelmingly friendly.

Swansea is totally different. The people here are so friendly, different to London where everyone is in a rush.

Home is - or should be - a place for companionship, for rearing children and having friends and family over for meals while the dog begs for scraps under the table.

I'd like to cook for Stephen Fry. I can't think of a better dinner table companion.

I was brought up in a restaurant, I've worked in catering my whole life up until I was 20 full-time almost, I was a chef for my dad for many years.

My mom works in funerals, and my dad works at Burger King.

Have you done your work?" she asked. "Dare you stay here a few minutes?" Becky lost her breath again. "Here, miss? Me?" Sara ran to the door, opened it, and looked out and listened. "No one is anywhere about," she explained. "If your bedrooms are finished, perhaps you might stay a tiny while. I thought--perhaps--you might like a piece of cake." The next ten minutes seemed to Becky like a sort of delirium.

Natale con i tuoi, Pasqua con chi vuoi—Christmas with your own, Easter with whomever you wish.

Emily,' she said, 'I am going to ask you to Mallowe on the 2nd. I want you to help me to take care of people and keep them from boring me and each other, though I don't mind their boring each other half so much as I mind their boring me. I want to be able to go off and take my nap at any hour I choose. I will *not* entertain people. What you can do is to lead them off to gather things or look at church towers. I hope you'll come.

you and your friend are welcome to my hospitality, unless of course you think your delicate sensibilities will be offended.

There's coffee for those who want it,' the Duke said.

And, I should add, except when you see it at the dinner table.

The farm woman bristled. "Young man, we don't tolerate no folks like that in this peace-abiding neighborhood!" Frank could have pointed out the error in her contention, but he said nothing. Thanking her for her hospitality, he departed. He walked down the dirt road to Black Horse Pike, where he sat down and waited to be picked up.

When they reached home, Frank and Joe found that Aunt Gertrude had retired early. "Guess we'll have to rustle up our own snack," Frank said. He heated cups of cocoa while Joe made man-sized ham sandwiches.

Hardys ran Chet a close race on second and third helpings of Claude's superb cured ham and pecan pie.

The boys drove to the Morton farm. Frank and Joe went inside with their chum and Mrs. Morton served milk and apple pie.