Jealousy devours us, we are its dish of the day. (Jalousie nous dévore. – Nous sommes son plat du jour)

Never take advice about never taking advice. That is an old vice of men – to dish it out without being able to take it – the blind leading the blind into more blindness.

Revenge is a dish best served in something microwaveable

An indoor man eats nothing, except that which is prepared and served by his mother with lots of insults, an outdoor man eats that which he buys, prepares, served and eaten with lots of respect.

Our thoughts, feelings and whereabouts: Food we dish up on plates called photographs and status updates; to feed Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc.; beasts with insatiable appetites.

He looked at me as if I were a side dish he hadn’t ordered.