#food

Love is like breakfast with Mildred. Who’s Mildred? How the heck should I know? I don’t eat breakfast.
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— Jarod Kintz

#breakfast #food #funny #humor #love

Integrating the beauty of seasonal change into the residence was a concept that remains true even today even in the more cramped, inner city machiya. ↗

— Judith Clancy

#food #history #japan #kyoto #machiya

To eat is a necessity, but to eat intelligently is an art. ↗

— François de La Rochefoucauld

#food #art

Peanut butter is my frenemy. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#adventure #art #being #chance #chaos

This is the body's nurse; but since man's wit Found the art of cookery, to delight his sense, More bodies are consumed and kill'd with it Than with the sword, famine, or pestilence. ↗

— John Davies of Hereford

#eating #famine #food #meat-is-murder #pestilence

Green strongly influences the heart and helps alleviate tension. Positive qualities associated with green are generosity, humility, and cooperation. Foods of the green vibration are all green fruits and green vegetables. ↗

— Tae Yun Kim

#green #healthy-living #inspirational-quotes #positive-attitude #attitude

A culture fixated on female thinness is not an obsession about female beauty, but an obsession about female obedience. Dieting is the most potent political sedative in women’s history; a quietly mad population is a tractable one. ↗

— Naomi Wolf

#control #diet #fad #feminism #feminist

I think oysters are more beautiful than any religion,' he resumed presently. 'They not only forgive our unkindness to them; they justify it, they incite us to go on being perfectly horrid to them. Once they arrive at the supper-table they seem to enter thoroughly into the spirit of the thing. There's nothing in Christianity or Buddhism that quite matches the sympathetic unselfishness of an oyster. ↗

— Saki

#beauty

Soon they were all sitting on the rocky ledge, which was still warm, watching the sun go down into the lake. It was the most beautiful evening, with the lake as blue as a cornflower and the sky flecked with rosy clouds. They held their hard-boiled eggs in one hand and a piece of bread and butter in the other, munching happily. There was a dish of salt for everyone to dip their eggs into. ‘I don’t know why, but the meals we have on picnics always taste so much nicer than the ones we have indoors,’ said George. ↗

— Enid Blyton

#eggs #evening #food #indoors #meals

(We loved Mother too, completely, but we were finding out, as Father was too, that it is good for parents and for children to be alone now and then with one another...the man alone or the woman, to sound new notes in the mysterious music of parenthood and childhood.) That night I not only saw my Father for the first time as a person. I saw the golden hills and the live oaks as clearly as I have ever seen them since; and I saw the dimples in my little sister's fat hands in a way that still moves me because of that first time; and I saw food as something beautiful to be shared with people instead of as a thrice-daily necessity. ↗

— M.F.K. Fisher

#france #mexico #beauty