Food Quotes - Page 45

No mean woman can cook well. It calls for a generous spirit, a light hand, and a large heart.

If food were free, why work?

Green clovers. Blue diamonds. Orange Stars. Pink hearts. Purple horseshoes. Man, I never know if I'm looking at a bowl of cereal or having another acid flashback.

Sailboats are the slowest form of transportation on Earth with the possible exeption of airline flights that go through O'Hare.

The worst vice of the solitary is the worship of his food.

I no longer prepare food or drink with more than one ingredient.

Cuisine is when things taste like themselves.

He was an innovator, an experimenter, a missionary in bringing the gospel of good cooking to the home table.

To see the butcher slap the steak before he laid it on the block, and give his knife a sharpening, was to forget breakfast instantly. It was agreeable too - it really was - to see him cut it off so smooth and juicy. There was nothing savage in the act, although the knife was large and keen; it was a piece of art, high art; there was delicacy of touch, clearness of tone, skilful handling of the subject, fine shading. It was the triumph of mind over matter; quite.

Every healthy man can do without food for two days — but without poetry, never!

We may not be able to get certainty, but we can get probability, and half a loaf is better than no bread.

Innovations that are guided by smallholder farmers, adapted to local circumstances, and sustainable for the economy and environment will be necessary to ensure food security in the future.

Let us candidly admit that there are shameful blemishes on the American past, of which the worst by far is rum. Nevertheless, we have improved man's lot and enriched his civilization with rye, bourbon and the Martini cocktail. In all history has any other nation done so much?

Upscale people are fixated with food simply because they are now able to eat so much of it without getting fat, and the reason they don't get fat is that they maintain a profligate level of calorie expenditure. The very same people whose evenings begin with melted goats cheese... get up at dawn to run, break for a mid-morning aerobics class, and watch the evening news while racing on a stationary bicycle.

What good is it if you talk in flowers, and they think in pastry?

The powder is mixed with water and tastes exactly like powder mixed with water.

Do we really want to travel in hermetically sealed popemobiles through the rural provinces of France, Mexico and the Far East, eating only in Hard Rock Cafes and McDonalds? Or do we want to eat without fear, tearing into the local stew, the humble taqueria's mystery meat, the sincerely offered gift of a lightly grilled fish head? I know what I want. I want it all. I want to try everything once.

Rum, n. Generically, fiery liquors that produce madness in total abstainers.

Cantonese will eat anything in the sky but airplanes, anything in the sea but submarines, and anything with four legs but the table.

My wife and I tried two or three times in the last 40 years to have breakfast together, but it was so disagreeable we had to stop.

Although the frankfurter originated in Frankfurt, Germany, we have long since made it our own, a twin pillar of democracy along with Mom's apple pie. In fact, now that Mom's apple pie comes frozen and baked by somebody who isn't Mom, the hot dog stands alone. What it symbolizes remains pure, even if what it contains does not.

Mine eyes smell onions: I shall weep anon.

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

The whole of nature, as has been said, is a conjugation of the verb to eat, in the active and in the passive.

Good cookery is not an extravagance but an economy, and many a tasty dish is made by our Continental friends out of materials which would be discarded indignantly by the poorest tramp in Whitechapel.