Food Quotes

I love spaghetti and meatballs... I eat a lot.

If food were free, why work?

I do love Italian food. Any kind of pasta or pizza. My new pig out food is Indian food. I eat Indian food like three times a week. It's so good.

Ever notice that Soup for One is eight aisles away from Party Mix?

Attitudes toward food have completely changed.

I never eat in a restaurant that's over a hundred feet off the ground and won't stand still.

The only kind of seafood I trust is the fish stick, a totally featureless fish that doesn't have eyeballs or fins.

An almost forgotten means of economic self-reliance is the home production of food. We are too accustomed to going to stores and purchasing what we need.

The disparity between a restaurant's price and food quality rises in direct proportion to the size of the pepper mill.

Stop being a vegan and start enjoying what you eat.

On my first date, my boyfriend asked me if I wanted to eat a la carte, and I said that I would prefer to stay inside!

I always knew that food and wine were vital, with my mother being Italian and a good cook.

I think steak is the ultimate comfort food, and if you're going out for one, that isn't the time to scrimp on calories or quality.

We would load up the yellow Cutlass Supreme station wagon and pick blackberries during blackberry season or spring onions during spring onion season. For us, food was part of the fabric of our day.

The kitchen oven is reliable, but it's made us lazy.

It's easy for Americans to forget that the food they eat doesn't magically appear on a supermarket shelf.

My family lived off the land and summer evening meals featured baked stuffed tomatoes, potato salad, corn on the cob, fresh shelled peas and homemade ice cream with strawberries from our garden. With no air conditioning in those days, the cool porch was the center of our universe after the scorching days.

Eating without conversation is only stoking.

Chicken fat, beef fat, fish fat, fried foods - these are the foods that fuel our fat genes by giving them raw materials for building body fat.

I always preferred my father's pasta the next day, when he'd put it in a hot oven with heaps of extra cheese. It would emerge slightly burned and very crisp on top.