Best 110 quotes in «culinary quotes» category

My mother died when I was 18. Up until then, I never saw a tin can in my house. (Washington Post interview, 1990)

Without love, life is nothing but work and sleep.

She thought about all the baking therapy she and Char had done together during that time. Usually in the wee, wee hours. Those sessions never had anything to do with their respective jobs. And everything to do with salvation. Their worlds might be uncontrolled chaos, but baking always made sense. Flour, butter, and sugar were as integral a part of her as breathing. Lani had long since lost count of the number of nights she and Charlotte had crammed themselves into her tiny kitchen, or Charlotte's even tinier one, whipping up this creation or that, all the while hashing and rehashing whatever the problems du jour happened to be. It was the one thing she truly missed about being in New York. No one on Sugarberry understood how baking helped take the edge off. Some folks liked a dry martini. Lani and Char, on the other hand, had routinely talked themselves down from the emotional ledge with rich vanilla queen cake and some black velvet frosting. It might take a little longer to assemble than the perfect adult beverage... but it was the very solace found in the dependable process of measuring and leavening that had made it their own personal martini. Not to mention the payoff was way, way better. Those nights hadn't been about culinary experience, either. The more basic, the more elemental the recipe, the better. Maybe Lani should have seen it all along. Her destiny wasn't to be found in New York, or even Paris, or Prague, making the richest, most intricate cakes, or the most delicate French pastries. No, culinary fulfillment- for her, the same as life fulfillment- was going to be experienced on a tiny spit of land off the coast of Georgia, where she could happily populate the world with gloriously unpretentious, rustic, and rudimentary little cupcakes.

Some people when they see cheese, chocolate or cake they don't think of calories.

A bath and a tenderloin steak. Those are the high points of a man's life.

Nothing mitigates the throes of depression like a steaming plate of spaghetti and meatballs with marinara sauce and grated parmasan cheese, with a good fresh bread to wipe up.

Unease stole through her, and she shivered. Now that the moment had arrived, she was nervous. Damn it, this never happens in my fantasies.

You think in terms of educated palates, and you'd be right to assume most folks here wouldn't know a panna cotta from a semifreddo. But what I've discovered is that food is just another form of art. The people on Sugarberry might not know why they like it, but they know when they do. I'm discovering that I don't need to educate people, I just want to feed them and make them happy. And if in doing so, I get to play with new flavor profiles and complex combinations, even in something as rudimentary as a cupcake? That makes me happy. In fact, trying to maximize new flavors in a tiny cup of cake motivates me, challenges me. Seeing my customers lick their lips when they taste my creations is all the validation I'll ever need.

All the vitamins needed seem to be found in plebian dishes.

And every day when I've been good, I get an orange after food.

And, of course, the funniest food of all, kumquats.

An epicure is one who gets nothing better than the cream of everything but cheerfully makes the best of it.

Be content to remember that those who can make omelettes properly can do nothing else.

Contemporary societies have lost the sense of the feast but have kept the obscure drive for it.

CRAYFISH, n. A small crustacean very much resembling the lobster, but less indigestible.

Culinary science? You elected culinary science? That's the most brainless class ever. -Rose to Christian

Ethnic, cultural, artistic and culinary diversity. LA...a feast for the senses.

As for those grapefruit and buttermilk diets, I'll take roast chicken and dumplings.

Drunkenness is deplorably destructive, but her demurer sister Gluttony destroys a hundred to her one.

Each city has its own culinary landscape.

Eat as much as you like-just don't swallow it.

Food is a central activity of mankind and one of the single most significant trademarks of a culture.

Food for thought is no substitute for the real thing.

Good bread is the most fundamentally satisfying of all foods; and good bread with fresh butter, the greatest of feasts.

Food is the most primitive form of comfort.

Good food is the foundation of genuine happiness.

Gourmandise is an impassioned, rational, and habitual preference for all objects which flatter the sense of taste.

Here is a rural fellow that will not be denied your Highness' presence: he brings you figs.

Human beings do not eat nutrients, they eat food.

Chutney is marvelous. I'm mad about it. To me, it's very imperial.

Hunger is never delicate.

I come from a musical family as well as a culinary family.

I fell in love with food because of my mother. So, I will definitely be sharing and expanding more recipes from my culture (as well as many other cultures), and will be sharing recipes that I have experienced from my whole culinary life.

If people take the trouble to cook, you should take the trouble to eat.

If the English can survive their food, they can survive anything.

If penicillin can cure those that are ill, Spanish sherry can bring the dead back to life.

Good wine is a necessity of life for me.

I have no formal culinary training, right.

If thou rise with an Appetite, thou art sure never to sit down without one.

If there is anything we are serious about, it is neither religion nor learning, but food.

In fine, the truffle is the very diamond of gastronomy.

I like to cook. I would probably go to culinary school in France if I had time.

I got my degree in culinary arts in 1978.

I sometimes feel that more lousy dishes are presented under the banner of pate than any other.

I never met a Cab I didn't like.

It is contrary to the will of God to eat delicate food hastily.

It's food too fine for angels, yet come, take and eat thy fill!

It is the destiny of mint to be crushed.

It [Thanksgiving] was founded by the Puritans to give thanks for bein' preserved from the Indians, an' we keep it to give thanks we are preserved from the Puritans.

It's so beautifully arranged on the plate - you know someone's fingers have been all over it.