Indeed, there is something about reading in a restaurant that is borderline romantic. Leaning back in that corner booth, an evocative title in our hands, a stale cup of java in front of us, every...

I asked for a small drink, but he didn’t ask me what cup size. What, will a small not fit in a large?

Menus are sexist. I prefer the term womenu.

But what little we did know, we brandished wildly like cavemen’s clubs, slinging out stuff we felt tasted good. That was as intricate as ourgame plan ever was—to make food that tasted good.

There is only one right way to eat a steak – with greed in your heart and a smile on your face.

third wheel,” I rode my tricycle to the restaurant where they were having their first date. I didn’t bring my wallet, so I hope they don’t mind paying for my dinner too. Ah, but that’s...

I just ate at a new McDonald’s franchise, and it was great. Everything looked new, including the food. Apparently fast food will look new for years, sort of like plastic. I wonder if the toys...

A lot of people want to not wear a tie when they go to a restaurant. They feel they don’t have to wear a tie. I think it’s kind of a statement they’re making. I...

It is halfway true that if you are involved in a family coffeehouse you don’t have a life.

I was eavesdropping, but I was so into what she was saying that when she said, I love you, I almost shouted it back from across the restaurant.

Chefs have only been able to work in restaurants, high-end cuisine. Why? Why haven’t they been able to find other scenarios? For those chefs who want to do avant-garde cuisine, should they be finding their...

I built RPM Italian, a restaurant I frequent as much as I can, because that is what people from Chicago do. They build things.

My first memory in life is grilling my thumb to the griddle in our restaurant on Cape Cod.

I had a dream about you. Dinner for two turned into dinner for three when you told me you were pregnant. I was excited, but a little nervous, because we were at a fancy restaurant...

I wanted to write an adventure story, not, it’s true, I really did. I shall have failed, that’s all. Adventures bore me. I have no idea how to talk about countries, how to make people...

So how long have you been together? Two months?”Five.”Five? Jesus, Steve, you might as well get married. I should buy a hat.”Don’t. They give away your Spock ears.’She laughed. ‘This is the Romanian girl?”Croatian.”Right. She’s...

I’ve known what it is to be hungry, but I always went right to a restaurant.

I refer to myself as he, the third person, because the first two people are out on a date. They probably expect me to pick up their tab.

At thirteen, when I arrived in Hong Kong after leaving China, I made a living by working in a restaurant.

The Lamb’s Club is going to be a luxury bar and grill; we’re not doing an overly fancy restaurant. We wanted to make a space that people will come to every day, almost like a...

I could smell the food fill up my hunger before the order was even placed.

I should open up a dry cleaners/pizza parlor. Extra Stain Sauce will be free, but removing it out of your clothes will cost you.

A Cannibal is a person who walks into a restaurant and orders a waiter.

Two become one when two are in love—or when the waitress asks about our dinner bill. I’ll pay next time, I promise.

Unless you are a restaurant critic… nobody cares what you had for lunch.

It’s sad to see a restaurant go out of business because the owner died, after being cannibalized by hungry customers.

He began to prefer talking on the phone to actually getting together with someone, preferred the bodilessness of it, and started to turn down social engagements. He didn’t want to actually sit across from someone...

I didn’t have enough money to tip the waitress, so I offered to take her out on a date, provided she paid for dinner. And picked me up.

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...

A Taste of the Gulag.”

The owner of the Agut d’Avignon had the air of a 1920s dandy who had ruined himself with one mad night of gambling at baccarat and had only been saved by this restaurant, which he...

I ordered a beer and then I ordered another beer, because why finish one when I can finish two? Having only one is great for love, but bad for beer.

But if she could be here, she probably wouldn’t be here. But that won’t stop me from ordering for two, and if I can’t eat it all I’ll take the leftovers home so I can...

Today, in the newspapers and magazines, the first sentence is, my restaurant is expensive.

You piss me off you Salmon… You’re too expensive in restaurants.

One time, I went to a restaurant and I asked the waiter for some food for thought. He left, came back, and tried shoving a sirloin in my ear.

Dinner for two—plus one.

Capitalism has turned human beings into commodities. To the owner of a restaurant: the cook and a bag of potatoes are equally important.

In the restaurant it’s much more serious.

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.

I would sometimes sit in a crowded restaurant, and say, ‘You know, I’m the only person in this restaurant who can’t draw.’