#potatoes

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

I have these big piano-playing hands. I feel like I should be picking potatoes. ↗

— Sandra Bullock

#feel #hands #i #i feel #i feel like

I saw him do a No More Potatoes Dance, after he saw me stuff the last of the mashed potatoes in my pocket.
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— Jarod Kintz

#dancing #funny #greed #greedy #humor

At the beginning of every week, I like to sit down and figure out what I'm going to make. I probably try at least two new recipes a week. But I have my standbys - jambalaya, meatloaf and mashed potatoes. ↗

— Martina McBride

#down #every #figure #going #i

How can a society that exists on instant mashed potatoes, packaged cake mixes, frozen dinners, and instant cameras teach patience to its young? ↗

— Paul Sweeney

#cake #cameras #dinners #exists #frozen

My favorite meal is turkey and mashed potatoes. I love Thanksgiving, it's just my favorite. I can have Thanksgiving all year round. ↗

— Cindy Margolis

#i #i can #i love #just #love

I have taken the marshmallows off the sweet potatoes, however. They would make a big pan of sweet potatoes and cover it with marshmallows. My kids would love it if I would do that for them! ↗

— Edie Brickell

#cover #however #i #kids #love

Even during the rationing period, during World War II, we didn't have the anxiety that we'd starve, because we grew our own potatoes, you know? And our own hogs, and our own cows and stuff, you know. ↗

— James Earl Jones

#because #cows #during #even #grew

What I say is that, if a fellow really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow. ↗

— A. A. Milne

#fellow #i #likes #must #potatoes

To his surprise he felt a moment of regret, of sadness that his quest for his mother and father would soon be over. As long as he searched for them he was prepared to be hungry and ill, but now that the search had ended he felt saddened by the memory of all he had been through, and of how much he had changed. He was closer now to the ruined battlefields and this fly-infested truck, to the nine sweet potatoes in the sack below the driver's seat, even in a sense to the detention center, than he would ever be again to his house in Amherst Avenue. ↗

— J.G. Ballard

#concentration-camps #nine-sweet-potatoes #world-war-two #change