How much do you love me?' Midori asked. 'Enough to melt all the tigers in the world to butter,' I said.
To one, science is an exalted goddess; to another it is a cow which provides him with butter.
I have a corn creamer that I love. It extracts pulp and juice from kernels, and I simmer that down into a creamed corn that has an almost mashed potato-like consistency. I add butter and hit it with chopped fresh chives at the end for an accent of color.
If you can't control your peanut butter, you can't expect to control your life.
The radicals. . . want speech regulated by codes that proscribe certain language. They see free speech as at best a delusion, at worst a threat to the welfare of minorities and women. . . . The most obvious (and cynical) explanation for the switched positions is the switched situations. Protesting students became established professors and administrators. For outsiders, free speech is bread and butter; for insiders, indigestion. To the new academics, unregulated free speech spells trouble.
As for bread, I count that for nothin'. We always have bread and potatoes enough; but I hold a family to be in a desperate way when the mother can see the bottom of the pork barrel. Give me children that's raised on good sound pork afore all the game in the country. Game's good as a relish and so's bread; but pork is the staff of life. . . My children I calkerlate to bring up on pork with just as much bread and butter as they want.
I've stood in long lines, in the rain and under the sun, just to buy a pack of butter or a box of paper napkins. I've seen mothers running after the corpses of their martyred sons, oblivious to whether their headscarves or their chadors or their stockings and shoes were slipping off or not. I won't say any more. In the light of all this, how did you expect my poetry to be joyful or, as in my recent poem, to speak of love? Even so, more than half of my poetry is joyful and these are the products of the moments when I've felt happy.
I'm no longer a prisoner of my fears. Which really just means I'm using real butter.
The hardness of the butter is proportional to the softness of the bread.
The first sip of beer on a hot day is like that first finger-dip when you open a new jar of peanut butter.
You can never have too much butter - that is my belief. If I have a religion, that's it.
I do like a little bit of butter to my bread.
Good olive oil, good butter, milk - they give food taste and depth and a richness that you cant reproduce with low-fat ingredients.
I don't put cream in any pasta noodles ever. I would use a little butter, but I don't ever use cream.
Vegemite is pretty good if you've got the right spread of butter and you spread your Vegemite light. Sometimes people spread it too thick and it's not the right consistency for it to be what it is.
I was raised in Mississippi, so heat and humidity is my bread and butter. It keeps me going. I can't stand cold weather.
Some people have a taboo about doing advertising in the States. You know, where they kind of make their bread and butter. But to me, that's crazy.
I grew up as a kid with very little. I could enjoy a peanut butter and jelly sandwich or peanut butter crackers.
The key to more success is coco butter.
Q: What's the difference between a tweaker and an elephant? A: The elephant will eat all your peanut butter.