Peace prevails when food suffices
What's my favourite food? One you order out.
Food without wine is a corpse; wine without food is a ghost; united and well matched they are as body and soul, living partners.
What I've learned is I want to enjoy my life, and food is a big part of it.
Planning my food a bit helps me. Knowing what I'm going to be eating for lunch helps, instead of getting hungry and then looking for something.
A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand.
Well, sometimes if I go out to dinner with my family, people will come up to me and put their hand across my plate for me to shake, sometimes when I have a bite of food in my mouth. I find this a bit disturbing
I offer neither pay, nor quarters, nor food; I offer only hunger, thirst, forced marches, battles and death. Let him who loves his country with his heart, and not merely with his lips, follow me.
All that changing of plates and flapping of napkins while you wait 40 minutes for your food.
And Tom brought him chicken soup until he wanted to kill him. The lore has not died out of the world, and you will still find people who believe that soup will cure any hurt or illness and is no bad thing to have for the funeral either.
Very well, I will marry you if you promise not to make me eat eggplant.
When you find a waiter who is a waiter and not an actor, writer, musician or poet, you've found a jewel.
There are no bad foods, only bad food habits.
We ought to be ten times as hungry for knowledge as for food for the body.
If you want to know the people of a nation, I am sure you can judge a great deal more about them from their cooking and eating traditions than you can from the words and actions of their public officials.
The discovery of a new dish confers more happiness on humanity, than the discovery of a new star.
Why? is the boy's motto, why does, why is, why not? Food, weather, time, fires, sea and season, clothes and cars and people; it's all grist to the mill of why.
Seating themselves on the greensward, they eat while the corks fly and there is talk, laughter and merriment, and perfect freedom, for the universe is their drawing room and the sun their lamp. Besides, they have appetite, Nature's special gift, which lends to such a meal a vivacity unknown indoors, however beautiful the surroundings.
The production of fuel from basic food commodities is, in fact, unjustifiable.
Appetite, craving for food, is a constant and powerful stimulator of the gastric glands.
