Is it possible we love and rely on food more than we love and rely on God?

Hans husholderske, fru Irgens født Geelmuyden, grep da leiligheten til å koke og steke til gjæstebud, kalvekjøt og fugl i himmelske saucer blev sat frem, kaker og søte syltetøier til doktoren, herligheter i bakkelser, i...

Eating dinner with conservation biologists was like walking through a minefield of ethical decisions: grasslands have been overgrazed by steer raised for beef, and all cattle emit greenhouse gases though enteric fermentation; the poop from...

Quienes hemos pasado más de tres días en el extranjero conocemos una verdad fundamental y, tristemente, poco estudiada: el correcto funcionamiento del organismo del mexicano depende del suministro, suficiente y de buena calidad, del complejo...

It is all gone, though Peter. All of it is gone! And there is no way to get it back.’Eat,’ said Leo Matienne again, very gently.Peter looked the truth of what he had lost full...

We need a better way to talk about eating animals. We need a way that brings meat to the center of public discussion in the same way it is often at the center of our...

When we link our eating and our prayer and begin to see food as part of a much bigger picture, rather than the focal point of our entire lives, we reshape the way we think,...

big wobbly thing. The ragout of veal will be a hit, I’m sure. And the Roman punch will have to be changed a little bit. It’s usually lemon water and hot syrup with a lot...

We all have a book in us. The first step is recognising this. Writing it is a whole new journey.

That anyone should need to write a book advising people to “eat food” could be taken as a measure of our alienation and confusion. Or we can choose to see it in a more positive...

There are three possible parts to a date, of which at least two must be offered: entertainment, food, and affection. It is customary to begin a series of dates with a great deal of entertainment,...

It has now been many months, at the present writing, since I have had a nourishing meal, but I shall soon have one—a modest, private affair, all to myself. I have selected a few dishes,...

Like pornography, junk [food] might be tough to define but you know it when you see it.

I don’t believe in twisting yourself into knots of excuses and explanations over the food you make. When one’s hostess starts in with self-deprecations such as “Oh, I don’t know how to cook…,” or “Poor...

shrimp and green peppers are shriveling in my refrigerator

Tell me what you do with the food you eat, and I’ll tell you who you are. Some turn their food into fat and manure, some into work and good humor, and others, I’m told,...

The rich take life one financial year at a time. The poor take life one meal at a time.

I finally figured out the big, elusive secret to weight loss. Don’t eat! Who knew?

We look up to see if it is day or night. If stars burn cool and moon does shine, We take to smoke divine and wine.If breath of sun does belch its heat,we boil coffee...

…I was not prepared for the feel of the noodles in my mouth, or the purity of the taste. I had been in Japan for almost a month, but I had never experiences anything like...

Hope and carbohydrates were a powerful combination.

Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine,Yet let’s be merry; we’ll have tea and toast;Custards for supper, and an endless hostOf syllabubs and jellies and mincepies,And other such ladylike luxuries.

It is the mark of a mean, vulgar and ignoble spirit to dwell on the thought of food before meal times or worse to dwell on it afterwards, to discuss it and wallow in the...

Don’t eat bear balls. Eat healthy, delectable, plant-based foods so that you will never fall over on your cat.

Creativity is not so much a boundless well, but an all-you-can-eat buffet of elements for your creative endeavor.Eventually you’ve eaten your fill, and it’s time to digest and then make something.But at some point, it...

Well, Kessa, I am glad to see that you’re taking your body seriously. I shudder when I see the girls leaving class and heading for the nearest hamburger, coke, and French fry station.The thought of...

Dessert is to a meal what a dress is to a woman.

The quail was tender, the potatoes smothered in butter, and the beans roasted in garlic.

All those other girls are cake…I’m Crème brûlée…Tiramisu, if you will. Just a few notches above.

As the helpless vampire watched the transformation, it started screaming. It was still screaming when his rows of razor sharp teeth sank into its throat.

According to analyses conducted by the U.S. Department of Agriculture, 100 grams of fresh tomato today has 30 percent less vitamin C, 30 percent less thiamin, 19 percent less niacin, and 62 percent less calcium...

Hitch: making rules about drinking can be the sign of an alcoholic,’ as Martin Amis once teasingly said to me. (Adorno would have savored that, as well.) Of course, watching the clock for the start-time...

The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.

Feel what it’s like to truly starve, and I guarantee that you’ll forever think twice before wasting food.

Hobbits always so polite, yes! O nice hobbits! Smeagol brings them up secret ways that nobody else could find. Tired he is, thirsty he is, yes thirsty; and he guides them and he searches for...

I buried the lasagna, because it was better than disposing of a dead body. I’ve been burned in a relationship, but never in an oven. I’ll try harder.

Man in his hunger for faith will feed his mind with the nearest and most convenient food.

Overeating at Thanksgiving is a case in point. It’s a national tradition.

I could never be a chef, because I could ‘t bare the thought of my art always turning to shit.

My definition of man is a cooking animal. The beasts have memory, judgement, and the faculties and passions of our minds in a certain degree; but no beast is a cook.

The big uncookable sections of who we are, they’re the ones I love to taste the most.

You found us, and then lied to us so you could get a job?

Love is all around. I don’t need your leftovers, ma’am. Not unless you’re offering meatloaf.

With the rising cost of food, either the portions get smaller, or the quality gets inferior. So, for example, pizza that used to taste like cardboard now tastes like carpet. Unvacuumed carpet, because I asked...

Try my all-you-can-eat vomit soup. Sadly, people don’t want seconds, because they don’t even want firsts. But it tastes great. I tasted it on the way down—and then again on the way up.

When there is extra to be eaten, I’ll be there, and I’ll be hungry. When there is more love than people to absorb it all, I’ll be there, and I’ll invite my clones.

No thanks. The one I have isn’t broken.

Thinking about lunch. Smoked salmon with pedigreed lettuce and razor-sharp slices of onion that have been soaked in ice water, brushed with horseradish and mustard, served on French butter rolls baked in the hot ovens...

I took a bite of lobster meat with rice. It was quite tasty. ‘Arguing the morality of slaughter will send you into a tailspin of self-loathing every time.’ ‘Unless you’re a vegan.’ ‘Uh-huh. But then...

I would be more than willing to pay the extra 10 cents per container with my food to make up for that extra cost.