Food is an integral part of Caribbean life – it’s diverse just like Caribbean culture, with flavour influences from India, Europe, China, South America and Africa.
When I feel stressed, I turn to food for comfort, but I don’t like to diet and I’m not good at it.
If we eat any food, or drink any beverage, we must recite a blessing over them before and after.
I’m a terrible sort of non-fussy eater, really. I don’t like posh food very much, and the more ingredients something’s got in it, the less I tend to like it.
My quest these days is to find my long lost inner child, but I’m afraid if I do, I’ll end up with food in my hair and way too in love with the cats.
As I got older, I started realizing that though people differ in skin tone, religious beliefs, cultures, and food, one thing we all have in common is emotions, so I tapped into emotions.
In England, football is a religion. In France, football is not a religion. It’s wine and food.
The lunch in a normal American restaurant is very problematic for me. I don’t like to have hot food for lunch.
There’s a place called Chipotle in the U.S. It’s Mexican food where everything is made to order; you can get some rice, black beans, and meat. That’s what I eat three times a day.
I like growing things. I like hot food. I had time on my hands. Now I have Phil Rudd hot chilli sauce.
In any food crisis, it is the top of the food chain that suffers the most. In the case of farmer’s distress, the top of food chain is us – the end consumer.
Milan, for me, is a city of discovery. You can find some amazing gardens behind some great houses; I also love finding beautiful galleries and incredible shops, but you have to explore. And the food is amazing.
On the Continent people have good food; in England people have good table manners.
When we get in late and the only thing open is fast food, it can be tough to maintain a healthy diet.
You can make real food in 20, 30 minutes, but we’ve convinced ourselves that it is a rocket science. It’s a shame. It’s the media and the food industry: they’ve fed our panic around time.
If it’s time to indulge, I love desserts, especially Hershey’s chocolate. I also love sushi and Japanese food. Food is my favorite in general.
I love my food and wine; I have tried my hand at being a chef and failed miserably.
Bacon is so good by itself that to put it in any other food is an admission of failure. You’re basically saying, ‘I can’t make this other food taste good, so I’ll throw in bacon.’
I don’t feel comfortable without certain things. I always want some money in my pocket to do whatever I want. Even if it’s something like I want to eat food that costs more than what I got.
Food shouldn’t do you any harm, obviously you don’t want a bad diet, but it should be one of life’s great pleasures.
Of course, animals have to be killed for food or to prevent their doing injury to others or to property. But such killing is too often carried out without regard to the pain inflicted.
Food is national security. Food is craft. Food is everything, when you think about it.
The secret of food lies in memory – of thinking and then knowing what the taste of cinnamon or steak is.
My sisters like cooking at my place. It has a bit more room, and the food tastes a little bit better. A big pot of spaghetti and sauce, some warm French bread – works all the time. I think I’ve been eating pasta for 26 years.
I was mischievous. I wasn’t bad. I stole food so we could eat. My mother didn’t know. I used to tell her some man gave me $10 to sweep out the yard. I was like Robin Hood. I took from the rich and gave to the poor. Me.
