The proof of the pudding is in the eating.

I cannot but bless the memory of Julius Caesar, for the great esteem he expressed for fat men and his aversion to lean ones.

It is not from the benevolence of the butcher, the brewer, or the baker that we expect our dinner, but from their regard for their own interest.

Cooking is the most massive rush. It’s like having the most amazing hard-on, with Viagra sprinkled on top of it, and it’s still there twelve hours later.

To safeguard one’s health at the cost of too strict a diet is a tiresome illness indeed.

Whatsoever was the father of a disease, an ill diet was the mother.

What is food to one is to others bitter poison.

One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.

Is it only the mouth and belly which are injured by hunger and thirst? Men’s minds are also injured by them.

Most vegetarians I ever saw looked enough like their food to be classed as cannibals.

A woman should never be seen eating or drinking unless it be lobster salad and champagne, the only truly feminine and becoming viands.

When the stomach is full, it is easy to talk of fasting.

One of the important requirements for learning how to cook is that you also learn how to eat.