A human being is primarily a bag for putting food into; the other functions and faculties may be more godlike, but in point of time they come afterwards. A man dies and is buried, and all his words and actions are forgotten, but the food he has eaten...
Ramadan is not fasting. Ramadan is an Islamic feast where one stuffs oneself twice a day with food, and in between lets ones intestines dry out. To describe that process as 'fasting' seems rather ubiquitous to me. The amount of food transported into ...
For some Chicago expats, food is the medicine that blunts the pain of separation.
As a general rule, when a new industry takes root, and the first products emerge in a wave, almost always the architecture of the product will be proprietary and interdependent in character.
Laughing in the cultural industry is mockery of happiness.
There aren't many people around with the stomach or the knowledge to delve into the airline industry.
Avarice, the spur of industry.
The truth of the matter is the real industry is in LA and the cream of the talent is there.
Politics is the entertainment branch of industry.
In every business, in every industry, management does matter.
Show business is, essentially, a fear-based industry.
We're one of the most highly regulated industries, and we have to pay attention to what government is doing.
There is no genius in life like the genius of energy and industry.
The monarchy is a labor intensive industry.
The industry now wants to be in charge of everything.
The center [of the supermarket] is for boxed, frozen, processed, made-to-sit-on-your-shelf-for-months food. You have to ask yourself, "If this food is designed to sit in a box for month and months, what is it doing inside my body?" Nothing good, that...
He showed the words “chocolate cake” to a group of Americans and recorded their word associations. “Guilt” was the top response. If that strikes you as unexceptional, consider the response of French eaters to the same prompt: “celebration.
When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.
Food for her is not food, it is terror, dignity, gratitude, vengeance, joyfulness, humiliation, religion, history, and, of course, love. As if the fruit she always offered us were picked from the destroyed brances of out family tree.
The aristocrats had to force them to do their jobs. After all, human beings are not badgers. We aren't molded to stoop.
If you still persist in writing, "Good food at it's best", you deserve to be struck by lightning, hacked up on the spot and buried in an unmarked grave.
