Amazing that the human race has taken enough time out from thinking about food or sex to create the arts and sciences.

Wit is the salt of conversation, not the food.

You define a good flight by negatives: you didn't get hijacked, you didn't crash, you didn't throw up, you weren't late, you weren't nauseated by the food. So you are grateful.

I do remember how it was to be poor. I do remember that in my early years, we had to grow and raise all of our food, even our animals. And I remember in my early life, we didn't even have electricity. So it was very, very hard times then.

I say grace. I'm a big believer in grace. I happen to believe in a God that made all the food and so I'm pretty grateful for that and I thank him for that. But I'm also thankful for the people that put the food on the table.

What is food to one man is bitter poison to others.

Baking cookies is comforting, and cookies are the sweetest little bit of comfort food. They are very bite-sized and personal.

We are not hungry... Why foist this food upon us? We don't want to be choked. We have enough.

The worst food you'll ever eat will probably be prepared by a 'cook' who calls himself a 'chef.' Mark my words.

If you reject the food, ignore the customs, fear the religion and avoid the people, you might better stay at home.