Best 86 quotes in «dessert quotes» category

I balance my meals. I have never been a big dessert guy.

I am crazy for dessert. I eat everything. No one should be denied anything... just don't eat the whole thing.

I can't walk by chocolate without eating it.

I am not accustomed to take my wine in pills.

I did though at least expect him to correct the false statements he made when he was trying to protect the Presidency. Instead, he talked about it as though I had laid it all out there for the taking. I was the buffet and he just couldn't resist the dessert.

I'd never let anybody share dessert with me or even have a taste.

If God had wanted me to lose weight he would have made sure there was creamed spinach for dessert.

I created the peplum so you can eat in it. You can have a dessert, you can have another sandwich.

I have a sweet tooth. I love dessert, and if somebody makes me one, I'm going to have it.

I love dessert. I can't be guilty about it because I have to taste everything. I experiment.

Ice-cream is exquisite - what a pity it isn't illegal.

Keep rockin', and keep knockin' Whether you Louis Vuitton it up or Reebokin' You see the hate, that they're servin' on a platter So what we gon' have, dessert or disaster?

If this was adulthood the only improvement she could detect in her situation was that she could now eat dessert without eating her vegetables.

Life is too short not to order the bacon dessert.

Marriage is a long, dull meal with dessert served at the beginning.

I'm weird about fruity desserts like lemony, acidic, zesty... I don't like lemon things and orange things, really.

I never met a chocolate I could not eat.

It's a floor cleaner and a dessert topping.

It's not as if ten years ago, we were like, 'I wish I could take low quality photos of my dessert.'

Marriage is a dinner that begins with dessert.

Marriage is like a dull meal with the dessert at the beginning.

My problem is desserts. I am obsessed with desserts.

Sexual touch is the dessert of married life!

The Honey is sweet, but the Bee has a Sting.

Time-wasting activities are the dessert. Oftentimes discoveries are made through the back door.

The only obvious advantage to being an adult is that you can eat your dessert without haying sampled the vegetables.

There's no diet list I'll follow that would rule out cherry pie.

UML is not dessert topping and floor wax.

Victory is very, very sweet. It tastes better than any dessert you've ever had.

Walt's idea was that - as soon as the people who were dining got through their main course. They were supposed to all be seated, served at the same time, when they got into the dessert.

We dare not trust our wit for making our house pleasant to our friend, so we buy ice cream.

Thus the public use of reason and freedom is nothing but a dessert, a sumptuous dessert.

Traditional British desserts with lots of custard are my biggest weakness - I particularly love the puds at St. John restaurant in East London.

While eating your appetizer, don't be concerned with dessert.

With the exception of dessert, food is food.

Yeah the appetizer, that's the food we eat before we have our food...No no you're thinking of dessert, that's food we eat after we have our food.

A dessert without cheese is like a beautiful woman with no heart.

A few days before the club, Stevie and Erin produced the wares of their dumpster dives. New potatoes, udon noodles, shiitake mushrooms, raspberry doughnuts, baked meringues, feta cheese, frozen peas, farfalle pasta, tomato puree, tinned salmon, plus a load of day-old radishes. "The most important part of any dumpster dive," Erin said, moving her hand expansively over the food, "is showing off what you have found." I processed the food as she'd taught me: cleaning the packaging with diluted bleach and soaking the vegetables in a vinegar-water solution. In the large chrome restaurant kitchen, I spread it all out across the counter and thought about what I'd make. We had bought just one extra ingredient: enormous cuts of T-bone steak. We thought red meat should be a prerequisite for all Supper Clubs. An element of spontaneity had also been agreed on, with no set menu, no dietary requirements- just eat whatever's in front of you and be sure to eat it all. The plan was to spend all night at the restaurant, waiting hours between courses. I made grilled potatoes and spiced salmon for the first course. I roasted radishes and topped them with crumbled feta for the second. Cold noodle salad with shiitake mushrooms and peas for the third, and T-bone steaks cooked rare, with a side of garlic-tomato pasta, for the main course. For dessert I made a strange sort of Eton mess, with chunks of torn doughnuts and smashed meringue covered in cream and sugar.

Desserts are the fairytales of the kitchen,a happily ever after to supper

And when all of the flourless chocolate cakes & chocolate mousse or ganache cakes have come and gone, there will still be nothing like a fudgy brownie, dry & crackled on top, moist & dense within, with a glass of cold milk.

Death is a poison parsley on a dessert wine.

Dessert was an over baked chocolate chip cookies the size of a hockey puck and just about as tasty.

Eat up, sweet one. And if you ask, I am sure Thrasius will make a pear patina tonight." Apicius's voice always held a special warmth when he addressed his daughter. "Please, Thrasius! I love it when you make the pears pretty!" I laughed at her description of the fruit, honey, and egg dish. I always added an extra layer of pears on top, and I had to admit, they did look pretty once they were cooked and shining with oil. "I would be pleased to make that for you, little Domina." Spontaneously, Apicata ran around the table and gave me a big hug.

First course: almond soup, white fricassee, boiled cod Second course: chicken patties, jugged hare, roast venison, oyster loaves, mushrooms, cauliflower pickle Dessert: apple tart, orange cream, plums in syrup

Gulab jamun, am I right?" Puffy Fay asked with his mouth full. "The inspiration for this cupcake?" Vik nodded. "A friend once told me she loved to take her favorite desserts and make them into something else." He glanced at me briefly. Gulab jamun. I'd had it plenty of times in India. Creamy fried dumplings soaked in a sugar syrup, flavored with cardamom and- "Rosewater," said Puffy Fay, "can be a tricky ingredient. But-" he smacked his lips- "you've done an excellent job. And you somehow managed to mimic the flavor of that very sweet dessert without making your cupcake too sweet. Fascinating." "I coated rose petals in sugar and salt," said Vik. "Sugar for laughter, and salt for tears.

I hacked an old Crock-Pot and turned it into a sous vide machine, and did a turkey breast, and then seared the skin on the stovetop, so it is totally crispy, but the meat is BEYOND juicy. And the stuffing is a combination of homemade corn bread, homemade buttermilk biscuits, and brioche, with sage and thyme and celery and onion and shallot. And I tried the Robuchon Pommes Puree, and thought that there was no way to put THAT much butter into that much potato, but holy moley is it amazeballs! And I did a butternut squash soup with fried ginger and almond cake with apple compote." All the bustle has roused Volnay, who wanders over to greet Benji, and receives a dog biscuit for her trouble from Eloise. "Honey, breathe a little," I say, laughing. "It's just... I... I mean... THANKSGIVING!" he says, which cracks us all up.

I have an idea," Annabelle said, "Let's go to the kitchen and peek in the larder. I bet there's still some gooseberry cake left from dessert. Not to mention the strawberry jam trifle." Lillian lifted her head and blotted her wet nose on her sleeve. "Do you really think a plate of sweets will make me feel better?" Annabelle smiled. "It can't hurt, can it?" Lillian considered the point. "Let's go," she said, and allowed her friend to pull her up from the bench.

I know one thing about the place I came from,' I say. 'We didn't eat dessert.' 'Then you came from a horrible and backward place and must stay here out of self-preservation.

You don't just change your whole life in one big step. It's the small things you do every day that pull over to the big things, like taking yourself out for coffee and eating a really good dessert when you're depressed could be the start to living a fulfilled life.

He looks at you like you’re crème brûlée.