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How many of us lobby for green energy or protected lands, but don't engage with the local bounty to lay by for tomorrow's unseasonal reality? That we tend to not even think about this as a foundation for solutions in our food systems shows how quickly we want other people to solve these issues. ↗

— Joel Salatin

#food-security #responsibility #food

There’s a penis in my penne pasta. It’s my penis, but that doesn’t mean it belongs there.
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— Jarod Kintz

#belonging #belongs #food #pasta #penis

How as a young girl, Ismat Chugtai convinced her father to excuse her from learning how to cook, and give her instead the opportunity to go to school and get an education: “Women cook food Ismat. When you go to your in-laws what will you feed them?” he asked gently after the crisis was explained to him. “If my husband is poor, then we will make khichdi and eat it and if he is rich, we will hire a cook,” I answered. My father realised his daughter was a terror and that there wasn’t a thing he could do about it. ↗

— Ismat Chughtai

#education

Oh, pity the poor glutton Whose troubles all begin In struggling on and on to turn What's out into what's in. ↗

— Walter de La Mare

#food #glutton #gluttony #obesity #the-glutton

we ask for too much salvation by legislation. All we need to do is empower individuals with the right philosophy and the right information to opt out en masse. (quoting Joel Salatin) ↗

— Michael Pollan

#legislation #politics #food

You are what you eat. What would YOU like to be? ↗

— Julie Murphy

#eat #food #health #healthy #nutrition

It can be challenge enough to have to eat with myself. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#food #food-safety #non-fiction #vegetarianism #food

All true friendliness begins with fire and food and drink and the recognition of rain or frost. ...Each human soul has in a sense to enact for itself the gigantic humility of the Incarnation. Every man must descend into the flesh to meet mankind. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#friendliness #hospitality #humility #incarnation #meeting-people

I shall be your poet! I do not want to be a poet for others; make your appearance, and I shall be your poet. I shall eat my own poem, and that will be my food. Or do you find me unworthy? Just as a temple dancer dances to the honor of the god Gudutl, so I have consecrated myself to your service; light, thinly clad, limber, unarmed, I renounce everything. I own nothing; I desire to own nothing; I love nothing; I have nothing to lose-but have I not thereby become more worthy of you, you who long ago must have been tired of depriving people of what they love, tired of their craven sniveling and craven pleading. Surprise me-I am ready ↗

— Søren Kierkegaard

#enchantment #johannes #love #love-letters #passion

Thank you sweetie, I didn't know how much I needed you.. Perhaps now you might provide me with something else." "Oh? What if I'm not in the mood to provide anything else but food?" "Since I'm the master and you're the sub, seems like you get to provide it anyway. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#food