Happy Monday Quotes #19: Food

I’m sure I’m not the only one whose life has revolved around food for the past week. During the Thanksgiving and other holidays time, it is inevitable to be surrounded by, share, make, indulge in and enjoy a lot of food. While my Thanksgiving dinner didn’t turn out quite as I’d hoped (a long-ish story involving an exploding pipe under the kitchen sink and getting a little too creative with a kugel recipe that I very well might tell when I have a bit more time to gather my thoughts), there has still been a non-stop fountain of decadent food flowing since mid last week, and I’m sure it will continue for at least a little while longer (even though I feel that I could never possibly eat again today).

 

So, it seems fitting that this week’s quotes should provide a little break from concepts and intangibles … and present a few delicious nuggets about food, glorious food.

 

“There is no love sincerer than the love of food.” — George Bernard Shaw (from Man and Superman)

 

“I am at the moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip.” — John Kennedy Toole (from A Confederacy of Dunces)

 

“We must have a pie. Stress cannot exist in the presence of a pie.” — David Mamet (from Boston Marriage)

 

“She clipp’d a precious golden lock,/She dropp’d a tear more rare than pearl,/Then suck’d their fruit globes fair or red:/Sweeter than honey from the rock,/Stronger than man-rejoicing wine,/Clearer than water flow’d that juice;/She never tasted such before,/How should it cloy with length of use?/She suck’d and suck’d and suck’d the more/Fruits which that unknown orchard bore;/She suck’d until her lips were sore;/Then flung the emptied rinds away/But gather’d up one kernel stone,/And knew not was it night or day/As she turn’d home alone.” — Christina Rossetti (from the poem Goblin Market, my all-time favorite piece of writing of any type)

 

“Part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside.” — Mark Twain

 

*As a special bonus, here is a poorly-lit, poorly-rendered photo of the rather imperfect but still delicious cranberry/peach pie I made on Thanksgiving.

cranberrypeachpie

 

 

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