#dinner

Sitting down for dinner not only helps you learn, but also teaches you how to listen - which I feel is the most important skill to have. I remember as a kid going around the table listening to everyone's day. It was hard to have the manners not to interrupt back then. ↗

— Michael Symon

#around #back #day #dinner #down

Playtime and toys are good for kids, or they wouldn't buy them. McDonald's can provide that experience. And having dinner with the family is good for kids. ↗

— Jim Cantalupo

#dinner #experience #family #good #having

I can't tell you how scary it can be walking onto a movie and suddenly joining this family, it's like going to somebody else's Christmas dinner, everyone knows everyone, and you're there and you're not quite sure what you're supposed to be doing. ↗

— John Cleese

#dinner #doing #else #everyone #family

I am a trial lawyer. Matilda says that at dinner on a good day I sound like an affidavit. ↗

— Mario Cuomo

#am #day #dinner #good #good day

We sleep in separate rooms, we have dinner apart, we take separate vacations - we're doing everything we can to keep our marriage together. ↗

— Rodney Dangerfield

#dinner #doing #everything #keep #marriage

I only eat one meal a day. Lunch, not dinner. ↗

— Robert Goulet

#dinner #eat #i #lunch #meal

If I go out to dinner with you and you order wine, I leave. I won't be around drugs and alcohol at all. ↗

— Penn Jillette

#around #dinner #go #i #leave

Sitting on the porch alone, listening to them fixing supper, he felt again the indignation he had felt before, the sense of loss and the aloneness, the utter defenselessness that was each man's lot, sealed up in his bee cell from all the others in the world. But the smelling of boiling vegetables and pork reached him from the inside, the aloneness left him for a while. The warm moist smell promised other people lived and were preparing supper. He listened to the pouring and the thunder rumblings that sounded hollow like they were in a rainbarrel, shared the excitement and the coziness of the buzzing insects that had sought refuge on the porch, and now and then he slapped detachedly at the mosquitoes, making a sharp crack in the pouring buzzing silence. The porch sheltered him from all but the splashes of the drops that hit the floor and their spray touched him with a pleasant chill. And he was secure, because someewhere out beyond the wall of water humanity still existed, and was preparing supper. ↗

— James Jones

#companionship #dinner #food #hawaii #rain

When he is late for dinner and I know he must be either having an affair or lying dead in the street, I always hope he's dead. ↗

— Judith Viorst

#always #dead #dinner #either #having

You're serious?" "As a heart attack." I set my bag down and leaned on the counter. Okay, Hunter Zaccadelli, you could make me dinner. "Stuffed French toast, sweet potato hash and strawberries and cream." "Breakfast for dinner? You rebel, you. ↗

— Chelsea M. Cameron

#dinner #funny #hunter-zaccadelli #my-favorite-mistake #rebel