This kind of mixing of ingredients happens all the time at fast-food places… You know when you order french fries and there’s a rogue onion ring at the bottom. You know, at first you’re alarmed...

Blood may be thicker than water, but it’s certainly not as thick as ketchup. Nor does it go as well with French fries.

If two heads are better than one, then what about double chins? On that note, I will help myself to seconds.

My writing, it’s all I have. Well, aside from my health. And shelter, food, and clothing. Oh, and my cat.

Our meeting will keep, but my meatloaf and bowl of masturbation in the fridge won’t. Everybody at the political campaign loves when I bring food.

I had a dream about you. We picked up where we left off, with leftovers, and I said this was the best second-time dinner I’ve ever had a first time. Oh, I had it before,...

It’s simple: Women who pick at their food hate sex. Women who suck the meat off of lobster claws, order (and finish) dessert- these are the women who are going to rip your clothes off...

My mother-in-law scared the hell out of me. But it’s cool, because the stench of Satan reminds me of her anyways. Hungry? Deviled eggs anyone?

I consume knowledge like food. I prefer learning about fruits and vegetables.

My meat smells like cat food. Makes me want to lick my own asshole.

You made me dinner, so I made myself vomit—twice. Once to clear some room in my full stomach so I could eat, and the second time as an expression of what I thought about your...

Your fork is my shovel. I eat real estate and I drink coffee.

I’d like to open a restaurant. Would you eat at a place called Filthy’s? The name would be better than the food, which in turn would be better than the service.

True love is rare, like a good steak. Help me cut it up.

Someday we shall look back on this dark era of agriculture and shake our heads. How could we have ever believed that it was a good idea to grow our food with poisons?

There are some who are still weak in faith, who ought to be instructed, and who would gladly believe as we do. But their ignorance prevents them…we must bear patiently with these people and not...

… han lå ute om natten og spiste intet uten som litt multebær som hans bærer sanket i sin lue. Den fjerde dag lot Mack Svend vægter og en mand med ham gå ut i...

Either I protect my friends and lie low until the fight for Radiasure is over, or I put everyone in harm’s way and make sure that horrible drug never gets made again. Maybe if I...

There is no good word for stomach; just as there is no good word for girlfriend. Stomach is to girlfriend as belly is to lover, and as abdomen is to consort, and as middle is...

Each year, food companies use an amount of salt that is every bit as staggering as it sounds: 5 billion pounds.

Although not all flesh is forbidden, everything that is forbidden is flesh.

yelling while eating was like swallowing anger. It’s simply not good for us. It leaves us unhappy and unsatisfied, as if the meal didn’t count or wasn’t good, and an hour later we’re back looking...

Maybe most important, farm food itself is totally different from what most people now think of as food: none of those colorful boxed and bagged products, precut, parboiled, ready to eat, and engineered to appeal...

It is worth remembering that at some point in the very distant past, no human had ever drank milk from a cow.

It’s all very Italian (and decidedly un-American): to insist that doing the right thing is the most pleasurable thing, and that the act of consumption might be an act of addition rather than subtraction.

There was real plasure to be had eating ice cream out of container and pickles out of a glass jar, standing up at the counter. I wondered whether the cravings associated with pregnancy were really...

You can’t just eat good food. You’ve got to talk about it too. And you’ve got to talk about it to somebody who understands that kind of food.

Things sit on the counter too long. If it’s hot food, keep it hot. If it’s cold, keep it cold.

Food shouldn’t be half-bad. It should be all good.

If loneliness or sadness or happiness could be expressed through food, loneliness would be basil. It’s not good for your stomach, dims your eyes, and turns your mind murky. If you pound basil and place...

Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what’s for lunch.

Never judge the deeds of a starving man while you’re on a full tummy.

Is food a substitute for love? No, love is a substitute for food. And a pretty poor substitute at that.

Confronted with the problems that characterize our herding culture, we are perhaps like the metaphorical man wounded by an arrow that the Buddha discussed with his students. He said that the man would be foolish...

The gift of food to the hungry is the noblest of all gifts.

We are not creators; only combiners of the created. Invention isn’t about new ingredients, but new recipes. And innovations taste the best.

The French have the right respect for dogs–in France we chiens get to go to lunch and dinner anytime, anywhere.

It is a sinful abomination for one part of the world’s Christians to grow richer year by year while our brothers and sisters ache and suffer for lack of minimal health care, minimal education, and...

Food producers are responsible for controlling every link in the production chain and making sure that only healthy food products arrive on the market.

The pleasure of eating should be an extensive pleasure, not that of the mere gourmet. People who know the garden in which their vegetables have grown and know that the garden is healthy will remember...

The minute you land in New Orleans, something wet and dark leaps on you and starts humping you like a swamp dog in heat, and the only way to get that aspect of New Orleans...

Mayonnaise: One of the sauces which serve the French in place of a state religion.

Don’t let love interfere with your appetite. It never does with mine.

To experience biophilia is to love a diversity that, as limitless as it is fragile, both haunts us and fills us with hope.

I’m pretty sure that eating chocolate keeps wrinkles away because I have never seen a 10 year old with a Hershey bar and crows feet.

I have come to the conclusion that just as the Japanese live to work, Asians live to eat.

The tantrums of cloth-headed celluloid idols are deemed fit for grown-up conversation, while silence settles over such a truly important matter as food.

Tiramisu for desert.

The preparation of good food is merely another expression of art, one of the joys of civilized living…

Three things are needed for a good life, good friends, good food, and good song.