#in

I've been talking to myself a lot lately. I don't know what that's about, but my mother was the same way. She hated to make small talk with other people, but get her into a conversation with herself and she was quite the raconteur. She would tell herself a joke and clap her hands together as she let out a laugh; she would murmur to the plants as she watered them, and offer encouragement to the food as she cooked it. Sometimes I would walk into a room and surprise her as she was regaling herself with some delightful story, and I remember how the sound would dry up in her mouth. She stood there, frozen in the headlights of my teenage scorn. ↗

— Dan Chaon

#headlights #talking #food

Anisette! You will eat your food, not demonstrate aerial warfare across the table with it. ↗

— T.A. Miles

#food #manners #nathaine-fannael #siblings #food

Good kitchens are not about size; they are about ergonomics and light. ↗

— Nigel Slater

#food #kitchens #food

The way I figure it, everyone gets a miracle. ↗

— John Green

#friendship #missing-person #prom #road-trip #teen-novel

It’s 3:32, and I need just one more ingredient to finish baking 3:33. Would you prefer the AM or the PM piece?
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— Jarod Kintz

#cooking #food #ingredients #nonsense #time

I like to get to-go boxes at restaurants where not only did I not eat in, but apparently their patrons didn’t either, judging by how much food they left on their plates.
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— Jarod Kintz

#eat #food #leftovers #plates #restaurants

If you don't take care of this the most magnificent machine that you will ever be given...where are you going to live? ↗

— Karyn Calabrese

#detox #healing #health #raw #raw-food

The first thing I needed, possibly the only thing, was to kiss her and I did, for as long as I could. I let us both breathe for a minute, and I perched her on a counter so I could touch the face I’d missed so much. I poured every bit of frustration, anger, sadness, and worry into that kiss. Meg understood and received it all, pushing her fingers into my hair and giggling against my lips. I didn’t care that anybody passing by could be watching us through the window, or that I could fall right there and sleep for a week. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#glass-girl #henry-whitmire #high-school #kiss #laura-anderson-kurk

I began to enjoy myself: being apoplectic's quite invigorating. ↗

— Jonathan Gash

#apoplectic #invigorating #lovejoy #anger

How could she not know he was thinking about sex? he wondered. It was all he'd been thinking about for the last eighteen hours, give or take a few minutes spent thinking about keeping them both alive. Oh, yeah, and twice he'd thought about food, once about her mother, and once he'd checked to make sure he had an extra mag for his Glock. ↗

— Tara Janzen

#food