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Sooner or later your fingers close on that one moist-cold spud that the spade has accidentally sliced clean through, shining wetly white and giving off the most unearthly of earthly aromas. It's the smell of fresh soil in the spring, but fresh soil somehow distilled or improved upon, as if that wild, primordial scene has been refined and bottled: eau de pomme de terre. You can smell the cold inhuman earth in it, but there's the cozy kitchen to, for the smell of potatoes is, at least by now, to us, the smell of comfort itself, a smell as blankly welcoming as spud flesh, a whiteness that takes up memories and sentiments as easily as flavors. To smell a raw potato is to stand on the very threshold of the domestic and the wild. (241) ↗

— Michael Pollan

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In my lame pescetarian defense, it's very hard to be a girl and say you won't eat something. Refuse one plate of bacon-wrapped pork rinds and you're anorexic. Accept them and you're on the Atkins. Excuse yourself to go to the bathroom and you're bulimic. Best to keep perfectly still and bring an IV of fluids with you to dinner. ↗

— Sloane Crosley

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Food, a French man told me once, is the first wealth. Grow it right, and you feel insanely rich, no matter what you own. ↗

— Kristin Kimball

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Probably one of the most private things in the world is an egg before it is broken. ↗

— M.F.K. Fisher

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Early on I set out to write the next Great American Novel, and then later on I set out the silverware and enjoyed my dinner in silence. 
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— Jarod Kintz

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The greatest service which can be rendered any country is to add a useful plant to its culture. --The Fruit Hunters ↗

— Thomas Jefferson

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I’m going to break one of the rules of the trade here. I’m going to tell you some of the secrets of improvisation. Just remember—it’s always a good idea to follow the directions exactly the first time you try a recipe. But from then on, you’re on your own. ↗

— James Beard

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When you start with an insult and end with a compliment, most people only remember where you started. ↗

— Faydra D. Fields

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A cherry pie is . . . ephemeral. From the moment it emerges from the oven it begins a steep decline: from too hot to edible to cold to stale to mouldy, and finally to a post-pie state where only history can tell you that it was once considered food. The pie is a parable of human life. ↗

— Nick Harkaway

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I have noticed that what cats most appreciate in a human being is not the ability to produce food - which they take for granted - but his or her entertainment value. Asmodeus took to his toy enthusiastically. In another week he permitted me to stroke him, producing a raucous purr, but, in order to save his face, pretending to be asleep. ↗

— Geoffrey Household

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