Ice cubes likely sell more alcohol for the distilling industry than attractive models in cheesecake poses. The inconspicuous ice cubes often hide the invisible sell - invisible, that is, to the conscious mind.
People seem very comfortable having a kind of Cheesecake Factory-type of life.
Like most struggling writers trying to get their scripts commissioned, I had to do something odd to pay the rent. So, aged 21, I started up my own small cheesecake company in Philadelphia.
I suspect music is auditory cheesecake, an exquisite confection crafted to tickle the sensitive spots of. . . our mental faculties.
Ice cubes sell more alcohol for the distilling industry than sexy models in cheesecake poses.
Anyone can do running. Running should be easy. It should be fun. It should include everyone. It shouldn't be a punishment for eating cheesecake, which is what we've turned it into.
My weakness is sweets. I like bread pudding and cheesecake in particular.
If there's cheesecake in the house, I'll have some.
Who knows how to make love stay? Tell love you are going to the Junior's Deli on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn to pick up a cheesecake, and if love stays, it can have half.
When a man is tired of New York he is tired of work. And thought. And cheesecake.
Why do only the awful things become fads? I thought. Eye-rolling and Barbie and bread pudding. Why never chocolate cheesecake or thinking for yourself?
I never did cheesecake; I just used my hair.
I might put a nicer pair of heels on and a cooler outfit, but I'm still that naughty girl who likes a slice of cheesecake on my day off.
Cheesecake Factory is great. It should have Michelin stars.
Because you don't live near a bakery doesn't mean you have to go without cheesecake.
Death is something you cannot escape, such as death, or a cheesecake that has curdled, both of which always turn up sooner later.
I argued that I didn't have any of the attributes to pose for cheesecake. I said I would have to make good on my acting ability, which was the only attribute I could offer.
50s cheesecake meets Eskimo fake fur.
In the '80s, I thought I'd be a success as a woman if I were the president of a billion dollar company, had a sensitive soul-mate husband, two bilingual children, buns of steels, and a compost heap. In the '90s, I pretty much feel I'm a success if I can get through the afternoon without eating a cheesecake.
I will have one of the cleanest obits of any actress. I never did cheesecake like Ann Sheridan or Betty Grable. I just used my hair.
