I like a Blackpool breakfast, me - 20 ciggies and a pot of tea.
There is more simplicity in the man who eats caviar on impulse than in the man who eats Grape-Nuts on principle.
There ain't a body, be it mouse or man, that ain't made better by a little soup.
Remember the days when you let your child have some chocolate if he finished his cereal? Now, chocolate is one of the cereals.
Oats. A grain, which in England is generally given to horses, but in Scotland supports the people.
When we lose, I eat. When we win, I eat. I also eat when we're rained out.
Bachelor's fare: bread and cheese, and kisses.
The French are sawed-off sissies who eat snails and slugs and cheese that smells like people's feet. Utter cowards who force their own children to drink wine, they gibber like baboons even when you try to speak to them in their own wimpy language.
America knows nothing of food, love, or art.
Govern well thy appetite, lest Sin surprise thee, and her black attendant Death.
If thou rise with an Appetite, thou art sure never to sit down without one.
The greatest delight the fields and woods minister is the suggestion of an occult relation between man and the vegetable. I am not alone and unacknowledged. They nod to me and I to them.
If only it was as easy to banish hunger by rubbing the belly as it is to masturbate.
The American poultry industry had made it possible to grow a fine-looking fryer in record time and sell it at a reasonable price, but no one mentioned that the result usually tasted like the stuffing inside of a teddy bear.
All knives and forks were working away at a rate that was quite alarming; very few words were spoken; and everybody seemed to eat his utmost, in self defence, as if a famine were expected to set in before breakfast-time to-morrow morning, and it had become high time to assert the first law of nature.
Better beans and bacon in peace than cakes and ale in fear.
I never met a Cab I didn't like.
I prefer milk because I am a Prohibitionist, but I do not go to it for inspiration.
If we breathe the scent of goodly grass, the fragrance of spices, the aroma of good fruits, we pronounce a blessing over the pleasure.
If you do not believe that a man will commit murder for one can of tomatoes, then you have never been hungry.
If you want to know the people of a nation, I am sure you can judge a great deal more about them from their cooking and eating traditions than you can from the words and actions of their public officials.
If your doctor does not think it good for you to sleep, to drink wine, or to eat of a particular dish, do not worry; I will find you another who will not agree with him.
In America, even your menus have the gift of language.... The Chef's own Vienna Roast. A hearty, rich meat loaf, gently seasoned to perfection and served in a creamy nest of mashed farm potatoes and strictly fresh garden vegetables. Of course, what you get is cole slaw and a slab of meat, but that doesn't matter because the menu has already started your juices going. Oh, those menus. In America, they are poetry.
In Baltimore, soft crabs are always fried (or broiled) in the altogether, with maybe a small jock-strap of bacon added.
In case my life should end with the cannibals, I hope they will write on my tombstone, 'We have eaten Dr. Schweitzer. He was good to the end.'
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