His eyes twinkled mischievously as he gazed at me with that look that always made me melt: as if I were edible and he could barely restrain himself from taking a bite.

I wrote an edible cookbook. The pages are made out of tortillas. It’s also the Book of Love. (Batteries and hot sauce sold separately.)

Coffee, it’s love you can brew and drink. There is an edible kind of love, and if you’re interested, I make it by hand.

Life is made up of now, and the past and the future are nothing more than inedible garnishes.

No food is edible, if you don’t feel like eatingStanding is incredible, if you hate sitting

Sex should be edible, or not at all.