#soup

Soup is a lot like a family. Each ingredient enhances the others; each batch has its own characteristics; and it needs time to simmer to reach full flavor. ↗

— Marge Kennedy

#characteristics #each #enhances #family #flavor

Sometimes I look back and think, 'Good. I'd love to go in and bang out a good episode of 'Talk Soup' today.' ↗

— Greg Kinnear

#bang #episode #go #good #i

What does good in bed mean to me? When I'm sick and I stay home from school propped up with lots of pillows watching TV and my mom brings me soup - that's good in bed. ↗

— Brooke Shields

#brings #does #good #home #i

At Princeton I gained a great deal of pleasure from success in my classes. knowing that I could accomplish those things, and I realized that my success was directly proportionate to the work I put in. ↗

— Brooke Shields

#brings #does #good #home #i

I always think if you have to cook once, it should feed you twice. If you're going to make a big chicken and vegetable soup for lunch on Monday, you stick it in the refrigerator and it's also for Wednesday's dinner. ↗

— Curtis Stone

#always #big #chicken #cook #dinner

I eat fish and love bacon. Plus, I don't mind if soups are made with chicken or beef stock, I just don't like eating big pieces of meat. ↗

— Lisa Loeb

#beef #big #chicken #eat #eating

Why, a four-year-old child could understand this report. Run out and find me a four-year-old child. I can't make head nor tail out of it. ↗

— Groucho Marx

#humor #humor

I don't need to eat the stuff now because now I'm here-right in the middle of it!The soup I ordered in Colorado had all these little slices of vegetables and things, which at the time just looked like kitchen scrapings to me. But now I'm in the miso soup myself,just like those bits of vegetable. I'm floating around in this giant bowl of it, and that's good enough for me. ↗

— Ryū Murakami

#miso-soup #japan

The easiest way to get from point A to point B is with a vehicle that runs on alphabet soup. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#funny #humor #vehicle #funny

There must be some kind of internal time distortion effect in here, because when I look at myself in the little mirror above my sink, what I see is my father's face, my face turning into his. I am beginning to feel how the man looked, especially how he looked on those nights he came home so tired he couldn't even make it through dinner without nodding off, sitting there with his bowl of soup cooling in front of him, a rich pork-and-winter-melon-saturated broth that, moment by moment, was losing - or giving up - its tiny quantum of heat into the vast average temperature of the universe. ↗

— Charles Yu

#mirror #quantum-of-heat #soup #tiredness #home