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.

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

A great step toward independence is a good-humored stomach, one that is willing to endure rough treatment.

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

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.

Why is not a rat as good as a rabbit? Why should men eat shrimps and neglect cockroaches?

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

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

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

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

No lyric poems live long or please many people which are written by drinkers of water.

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