Our lives are not in the lap of the gods, but in the lap of our cooks.
Man seeks to change the foods available in nature to suit his tastes, thereby putting an end to the very essence of life contained in them.
I love food and feel that it is something that should be enjoyed. I eat whatever I want. I just don’t overeat.
An Englishman teaching an American about food is like the blind leading the one-eyed.
A man can live and be healthy without killing animals for food; therefore, if he eats meat, he participates in taking animal life merely for the sake of his appetite.
If food were free, why work?
Beware the hobby that eats.
It’s easy for Americans to forget that the food they eat doesn’t magically appear on a supermarket shelf.
As I see it, a green salad is an open invitation to carrots, onions, mushrooms, tomatoes, and the sprouts that grow in jars on my kitchen counter.
Get people back into the kitchen and combat the trend toward processed food and fast food.
The disparity between a restaurant’s price and food quality rises in direct proportion to the size of the pepper mill.
I would like to find a stew that will give me heartburn immediately, instead of at three o clock in the morning.
I know my husband really loves me because he takes me to have ribs. He says I’m the only girl he ever took out who actually ate anything on her plate, as opposed to pushing it around.
I do love Italian food. Any kind of pasta or pizza. My new pig out food is Indian food. I eat Indian food like three times a week. It’s so good.
It’s difficult to believe that people are still starving in this country because food isn’t available.
Every major food company now has an organic division. There’s more capital going into organic agriculture than ever before.
Confit is the ultimate comfort food, and trendy or not, it is dazzling stuff.
People in Slow Food understand that food is an environmental issue.
An almost forgotten means of economic self-reliance is the home production of food. We are too accustomed to going to stores and purchasing what we need.
I won’t eat any cereal that doesn’t turn the milk purple.
I doubt whether the world holds for any one a more soul-stirring surprise than the first adventure with ice-cream.
The less food, the more time to talk, the more to talk about.
Italy will always have the best food.
We provide food that customers love, day after day after day. People just want more of it.
Eating without conversation is only stoking.
