The belly is the reason why man does not mistake himself for a god.

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.

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

For, say they, when cruising in an empty ship, if you can get nothing better out of the world, get a good dinner out of it, at least.

Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea? How did it exist? I am glad I was not born before tea.

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.

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

‘Tis a superstition to insist on a special diet. All is made at last of the same chemical atoms.

The decline of the aperitif may well be one of the most depressing phenomena of our time.

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

At a dinner party one should eat wisely but not too well, and talk well but not too wisely.

We should look for someone to eat and drink with before looking for something to eat and drink, for dining alone is leading the life of a lion or wolf. 

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