Best 2531 quotes in «food quotes» category

Love and sausage are alike. Can never have enough of either.

Love is an ice cream sundae, with all the marvelous coverings. Sex is the cherry on top.

Make food a very incidental part of your life by filling your life so full of meaningful things that you'll hardly have time to think about food.

MANNA, n. A food miraculously given to the Israelites in the wilderness. When it was no longer supplied to them they settled down and tilled the soil, fertilizing it, as a rule, with the bodies of the original occupants.

Man seeks to change the foods available in nature to suit his tastes, thereby putting an end to the very essence of life contained in them.

Man shall not live by bread alone.

Love and business and family and religion and art and patriotism are nothing but shadows of words when a man's starving!

Lucy took a single plain donut from the bag and held it for me to take a bite. Tender and light and still warm from the frying. Not too sugary.

Lyon is full of temperamental gourmets, eternally engaged in a never-ending search for that imaginary, perfect, unknown little back-street bistro, where one can dine in the style of Louis XIV for the price of a pack of peanuts.

Man is a carnivorous production, And must have meals, at least one meal a day; He cannot live, like woodcocks, upon suction, But, like the shark and tiger, must have prey; Although his anatomical construction Bears vegetables, in a grumbling way, Your laboring people think beyond all question, Beef, veal, and mutton better for digestion.

Maybe you know why a child can reject a hot dog with mustard served on a soft bun at home, yet eat six of them two hours later at fifty cents each.

Man does not live by bread alone, even presliced bread.

Marmalade in the morning has the same effect on taste buds that a cold shower has on the body.

McDonald's announced that it's considering a more humane way of slaughtering its animals. You know they fatten them up and then kill them. You know the same thing they do to their customers, isn't it?

McDonald's being the official restaurant of the Olympics is like smoking being the official medicine of cancer.

Memory. My poison, my food.

Mellow nuts have the hardest rind.

Moderation. Small helpings. Sample a little bit of everything. These are the secrets of happiness and good health.

Molded salads are best served in situations where they have little or no competition ... Like television, gelatin is too often a vehicle for limp leftovers that couldn't make it anywhere else.

Mine eyes smell onions: I shall weep anon.

More people will die from hit-or-miss eating than from hit-and-run driving.

More die in the United States of too much food than of too little.

Meat is a status dish in which the sizzle counts for more than the nutritional worth.

Monsieur,' Madame d'Arestel, Superior of the convent of the Visitation at Belley, once said to me more than fifty years ago, 'whenever you want to have a really good cup of chocolate, make it the day before, in a porcelain coffeepot, and let it set. The night's rest will concentrate it and give it a velvety quality which will make it better. Our good God cannot possibly take offense at this little refinement, since he himself is everything that is most perfect.

Most vegetarians I ever see looked enough like their food to be classed as cannibals.

More than any other in Western Europe, Britain remains a country where a traveler has to think twice before indulging in the ordinary food of ordinary people.

Most importantly, what you get from a greasy spoon is a certain kind of smell that has been almost legislated out of existence. It is cigaretty, certainly, and it also has the catch-throat quality of smoking fat. It is a warm, companionable fug that rises to meet you as you step through the door on a late autumn day and it is how public places used to smell in my childhood in the 1970s. It is real, it is human, and it beats anything I know.

Mother's words of wisdom: Answer me! Don't talk with food in your mouth!

Mothers and grandmothers: these are the people that I admire most, not so much chefs.

Most dear actors, eat no onions nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath.

Motto of the U.S. airline industry - "We're Hoping to Have a Motto Announcement in About an Hour.

Most vegetarians look so much like the food they eat that they can be classified as cannibals.

Mustard's no good without roast beef.

Mrs. Schneiderman's theory of life was that earth held no sorrow that food could not heal.

My favorite sandwich is peanut butter, baloney, cheddar cheese, lettuce, and mayonnaise on toasted bread with catsup on the side.

Murals in restaurants are on a par with the food in museums.

My good health is due to a soup made of white doves. It is simply wonderful as a tonic.

My friend asked me if I wanted a frozen banana. I said 'No, but I want a regular banana later, so... yeah.'

My family dumplings are sleek and seductive, yet stout and masculine. They taste of meat, yet of flour. They are wet, yet they are dry. They have weight, but they are light. Airy, yet substantial. Earth, air, fire, water; velvet and elastic! Meat, wheat and magic! They are our family glory!

My grandfather had a wonderful funeral... On the buffet table there was a replica of the deceased in potato salad.

My mother was a good recreational cook, but what she basically believed about cooking was that if you worked hard and prospered, someone else would do it for you.

My idea of fast food is a mallard.

My kitchen is a mystical place, a kind of temple for me. It is a place where the surfaces seem to have significance, where the sounds and odors carry meaning that transfers from the past and bridges to the future.

My manner of living is plain and I do not mean to be put out of it. A glass of wine and a bit of mutton are always ready.

My only regret in life is that I did not drink more wine.

My grandmother is over eighty and still doesn't need glasses. Drinks right out of the bottle.

My son would walk to the refrigerator-freezer and fling both doors open and stand there until the hairs in his nose iced up. After surveying $200 worth of food in varying shapes and forms, he would declare loudly, 'There's nothing to eat!'

My soul is dark with stormy riot: directly traced over to diet.

My philosophy from day one is that I can sleep better at night if I can improve an individual's knowledge about food and wine, and do it on a daily basis.

My weaknesses have always been food and men - in that order.