#food

I'm kind of obsessed with food. I like to eat. ↗

— Aziz Ansari

#food #i #kind #like #obsessed

I started doing radio commercials for Kmart when I was 4. They had to splice all my consonants together because I couldn't talk very well. But these jobs helped my mother and me put food on the table. It took the two of us working. ↗

— Christina Applegate

#commercials #consonants #doing #food #had

If love had feathers and tasted like dog food, then I suggest you wear shoes with your banana pudding. (This statement also defines my political beliefs). ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#beliefs #funny #love #political #politics

Food compulsion isn't a character disorder; it's a chemical disorder. ↗

— Robert Atkins

#chemical #compulsion #disorder #food

Nobody had ever told me junk food was bad for me. Four years of medical school, and four years of internship and residency, and I never thought anything was wrong with eating sweet rolls and doughnuts, and potatoes, and bread, and sweets. ↗

— Robert Atkins

#bad #bread #eating #ever #food

Animal substance seems to be the first food of all birds, even the granivorous tribes. ↗

— William Bartram

#be the first #birds #even #first #food

Workers organized and fought for worker rights and food safety, Social Security and Medicare - they fought to change government. And they won. ↗

— Sherrod Brown

#food #fought #government #medicare #organized

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home. ↗

— Edith Sitwell

#home #winter #food

Owners of dogs will have noticed that, if you provide them with food and water and shelter and affection, they will think you are god. Whereas owners of cats are compelled to realize that, if you provide them with food and water and shelter and affection, they draw the conclusion that they are gods. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#atheism #cats #dogs #food #god

There’s an organic grocery store just off the highway exit. I can’t remember the last time I went shopping for food.” A smile glittered in his eyes. “I might have gone overboard.” I walked into the kitchen, with gleaming stainless-steel appliances, black granite countertops, and walnut cabinetry. Very masculine, very sleek. I went for the fridge first. Water bottles, spinach and arugula, mushrooms, gingerroot, Gorgonzola and feta cheeses, natural peanut butter, and milk on one side. Hot dogs, cold cuts, Coke, chocolate pudding cups, and canned whipped cream on the other. I tried to picture Patch pushing a shopping cart down the aisle, tossing in food as it pleased him. It was all I could do to keep a straight face. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#food