Quotes About Toast

It is impossible not to love someone who makes toast for you.

It is impossible not to love someone who makes toast for you....Once the warm, salty butter has hit your tongue, you are smitten. Putty in their hands.

So, set 'em up, Joe,I've got a little story you oughta know.We're drinking, my friend,To the end of a brief episode,Make it one for my babyAnd one more for the road.

Everyone should drink champagne on their birthday.

Carolyn stared at the toast. She needed to say something profound, something about how grateful she was that he was here, how she felt as though a great weight had been lifted from her, that now she had magic with which to fight the monsters. She said, 'You have cute eyebrows.

Our brains are not capable of comprehending the infinite so, instead, we ignore it and eat cheese on toast.

Burnt toast is actually fairly symbolic of Motherhood. If you are the one who burned the toast, you scrape if off and eat it yourself. If they burned it, you eat it because the burned it specially for you.

The world will always need a drink

In a Cuban writers union, there was some confusion about what the toast should be? It was the Gita Mehta who solved the riddle and said, I purpose a toast to the health of the written words

When I was a kid and my mom made tomato soup, she would cut buttered toast into squares and float them on top of each bowl.

I love you, you're perfect, you're everything, you toast my marshmallows, baby.)

He raised his bowl of milk tea. "Let's drink to stubborn mothers.

What shall we drink to, Ned? To England?" "I've a better thought than that. It is not precisely the season for it, with Epiphany still four days hence, and I daresay our lady mother would never forgive me for saying it! But blasphemy or not, I think it fitting, nonetheless." He touched his cup to the one Richard now held. "To the Resurrection," he said.

i get a little romantic about the old Empire State. Just looking at it makes me want to play some Frank Sinatra tunes and sway a little. I have a crush on a building. I'd been in there several times but never to work. I always knew there were offices in there but the face never penetrated, really. You don't work in the Empire State Building. You propose in the Empire State Building. You sneak a flask up there and raise a toast to the whole city of New York.

To my first love, my only love." "To my greatest love," he answered, clinking his flute to hers, happiness flooding

I smelled the cinnamon, and I imagined myself full of white light. I think I felt something. Something more than the desire for a piece of toast—though that was there, too.

He remembered, though, that his favorite servant had been sacked for kitchen misdemeanors; once for making toast by lying on his back and suspending bread from between his toes over a flame, and on a second occasion for cleaning celery with a toothbrush--his own brush, as it happened, not the Master's, but that was no excuse.

Americans will eat anything if it is toasted and held together with a couple of toothpicks and has lettuce sticking out of the sides, preferably a little wilted.

the indignation of the patron in a restaurant who, having been served caviar on toast, complained that the jam had a funny taste of fish.

Brew me a cup for a winter's night. For the wind howls loud and the furies fight; Spice it with love and stir it with care, And I'll toast our bright eyes, my sweetheart fair.

Brown for first course, white for pudding. Brown's savoury, white's the treat. Of course I'm the one who's laughing because I actually love brown toast.

Yet, though a Greek would have railed at her asymmetry, and an Elizabethan have called her "gipsy," Miss Dobson now, in the midst of the Edwardian Era, was the toast of two hemispheres.

Now you're in for it, Mr. Morris," Eliza warned proudly. "Mr. Hamilton loves to talk finance." Alex held up his glass to toast his wife. "To poor Mrs. Hamilton, who has heard me go on about this subject one too many times, I'm afraid.

Leading her to the table, Rick poured a glass of champagne for her. As they touched glasses, he smiled and said, "Here's looking at you, kid." Yvonne positively glowed.