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But I have never had the privilege of unhappiness in Happy Valley. California is about the good life. So a bad life there seems so much worse than a bad life anywhere else. Quality is an obsession there—good food, good wine, good movies, music, weather, cars. Those sound like the right things to shoot for, but the never-ending quality quest is a lot of pressure when you’re uncertain and disorganized and, not least, broker than broke. Some afternoons a person just wants to rent Die Hard, close the curtains, and have Cheerios for lunch. ↗

— Sarah Vowell

#humor #quality #food

I finally figured out the big, elusive secret to weight loss. Don't eat! Who knew? ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#food #humor #richelle #richelle-goodrich #weight-loss

The big uncookable sections of who we are, they’re the ones I love to taste the most.
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— Jarod Kintz

#cook #cooking #eat #food #identity

Ponder well on this point: the pleasant hours of our life are all connected by a more or less tangible link, with some memory of the table. ↗

— Charles Pierre Monselet (

#french-author #life #memories #pleasant #table

...the winter is kind and leaves red berries on the boughs for hungry sparrows... ↗

— John Geddes

#boughs #food #nature #poetry #sparrows

Grandpa had a good life, up until the day we slaughtered him and ate him. Honestly, he raised chickens, so he should have seen it coming.
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— Jarod Kintz

#bizarre #food #funny #grandpa #humor

Keeping objects from your past comes with memories of your past. Let go of both to move on. ↗

— Faydra D. Fields

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If you have to tell them you are, you're usually not. It usually speaks for itself. ↗

— Faydra D. Fields

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This isn't food." Bram picked up a lavender-iced cake between thumb and finger and stared at it. "This is...edible ornamentation. ↗

— Tessa Dare

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‎A farm is a manipulative creature. There is no such thing as finished. Work comes in a stream and has no end. There are only the things that must be done now and things that can be done later. The threat the farm has got on you, the one that keeps you running from can until can't, is this: do it now, or some living thing will wilt or suffer or die. Its blackmail, really. ↗

— Kristin Kimball

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