All food should be honored with silence – for chewing.
God gave us coco so we wouldn’t disbelieve in heaven.
Strong coffee, good talk.
One person’s ambrosia is another person’s brussel sprouts.
Salt and pepper — commoners who became royals.
Swordfish a medicine, asparagus a pharmaceutical, rice a cure, wine a tonic — eat, drink and be hardy.
Sharkara, sukkar, zucchero — whatever journey sugar took to our spoons and cups, our tongues honor and bless it.
A la mode is a proper form of amour-propre.
Cold ceral is a cool, sweet, liquid romp through crunchy oaty and wheaty grain fields — bon appétit!
Eat Chili Cheese Fritos with Haagan-Dazs Vanilla Swiss Almond ice cream – a devilishly-heavenly, salty-sweet, natural-unnatural modern food combo. In this way you may experience the mouthable, marketable, addictive apogee of modern food science.
A good meal with good friends is the good life.
The high and holy liturgical tradition that churns forward and drives onward the great spiritual, church holidays of Christmas and Easter — eating.
Hunger divides; food unites.
An excess ruins but a dollop delights — Hollandaise sauce.
Glicemic indexes, nutrient content lists, calorie counts, recommended daily allowances of minerals and vitamins, grams of of fiber, protein, sugar and carbohydrates – science and math had to recue us from the people who make our food.
Fried food may be the life of the party, but it’s the death of the heart.
In the Columbian exchange, Europe traded smallpox for the tomato — a bad, good deal.
The center isles of the grocery store and the middle of a Butterfinger — basically corn syrup.
For the ancients to eat well it took a stick, a rock and a fire; moderns require, a microwave, stove top, oven, cookware, flatware, utensils, garbage disposal, automatic dishwasher, TV, laptop, and a cooking show.
Too many Happy Meals as a child and you have a sad and obese adult.
Gluttony is the deadly sin that kills the other six.
