A man seldom thinks with more earnestness of anything than he does of his dinner.

Eating words has never given me indigestion.

Behold, at this hour our moral history is being preserved for eternity. Processes are at work which will perpetuate our every act and word and thought.

One great use of words is to hide our thoughts.

I’m evangelical on the subject of some chefs and writers.

Chance gives rise to thoughts, and chance removes them; no art can keep or acquire them.

Regardless of what our national credit rating is, people will always want a roof over their heads, food on their tables, fuel for their cars, and clothes on their backs.

I like chicken a lot because chicken is generous – that is to say, it’s obedient. It will do whatever you tell it to do.

The truth may be out there, but lies are inside your head.

Why can’t I just eat my waffle?

Eating is so intimate. It’s very sensual. When you invite someone to sit at your table and you want to cook for them, you’re inviting a person into your life.

What nicer thing can you do for somebody than make them breakfast?

Barbecue may not be the road to world peace, but it’s a start.

Our life is what our thoughts make it.

Wherever I go, as long as I get a hot vegetable dish, I am okay. If I am in Gujarat, I have Gujarati food. If it’s Shillong, it’s northeastern.

I hid myself in food.

The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.

Food is everything we are. It’s an extension of nationalist feeling, ethnic feeling, your personal history, your province, your region, your tribe, your grandma. It’s inseparable from those from the get-go.

We never repent of having eaten too little.

I go to sleep thinking about my kids being spoiled and I wake up thinking about it.

A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.

No man means all he says, and yet very few say all they mean, for words are slippery and thought is viscous.

I can hardly eat meat because it has to look like something what it was not when it was alive.

I try to very hard to avoid a situation where I would be eating cat or dog; I’ve managed to gracefully avoid that. It’s hypocritical of me and an arbitrary line, but one that I have managed to avoid crossing.

To practice five things under all circumstances constitutes perfect virtue; these five are gravity, generosity of soul, sincerity, earnestness, and kindness.

One of the disadvantages of wine is that it makes a man mistake words for thoughts.

I think about food literally all day every day. It’s a thing.

Context and memory play powerful roles in all the truly great meals in one’s life.

A man’s face as a rule says more, and more interesting things, than his mouth, for it is a compendium of everything his mouth will ever say, in that it is the monogram of all this man’s thoughts and aspirations.

Find what’s hot, find what’s just opened and then look for the worst review of the week. There is so much to learn from watching a restaurant getting absolutely panned and having a bad experience. Go and see it for yourself.

Thoughts are fine when you don’t confuse them with who you are, and then thoughts are not a problem. Thinking is a wonderful tool to create things in this world. It only becomes problematic and a source of suffering when you confuse thinking with who you are.

If I’m in the ‚hood, I like Chef Creole’s Haitian rice and stewed chicken.

The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg.

I watched the Indy 500, and I was thinking that if they left earlier they wouldn’t have to go so fast.

It is not possible to eat me without insisting that I sing praises of my devourer?

Thoughts are mental energy; they’re the currency that you have to attract what you desire. Learn to stop spending that currency on thoughts you don’t want.

Green Eggs and Ham was the story of my life. I wouldn’t eat a thing when I was a kid, but Dr. Seuss inspired me to try cauliflower!

There are GMO skeptics more in Europe maybe than in other places, but not exclusively.

Going to Southeast Asia for the first time and tasting that spectrum of flavors – that certainly changed my whole palate, the kind of foods I crave. A lot of the dishes I used to love became boring to me.

I’m a fry lover.

There are a thousand thoughts lying within a man that he does not know till he takes up a pen to write.

Oh yes, there’s lots of great food in America. But the fast food is about as destructive and evil as it gets. It celebrates a mentality of sloth, convenience, and a cheerful embrace of food we know is hurting us.

Tokyo would probably be the foreign city if I had to eat one city’s food for the rest of my life, every day. It would have to be Tokyo, and I think the majority of chefs you ask that question would answer the same way.

The equal right of all citizens to health, education, work, food, security, culture, science, and wellbeing – that is, the same rights we proclaimed when we began our struggle, in addition to those which emerge from our dreams of justice and equality for all inhabitants of our world – is what I wish for all.

Hunger is the best pickle.

Memories are thoughts that arise. They’re not realities. Only when you believe that they are real, then they have the power over you. But when you realize it’s just another thought arising about the past, then you can have a spacious relationship with that thought. The thought no longer has you in its grip.

I need one of those baby monitors from my subconscious to my consciousness so I can know what the hell I’m really thinking about.

Meals make the society, hold the fabric together in lots of ways that were charming and interesting and intoxicating to me. The perfect meal, or the best meals, occur in a context that frequently has very little to do with the food itself.

If I’m in Rome for only 48 hours, I would consider it a sin against God to not eat cacio e pepe, the most uniquely Roman of pastas, in some crummy little joint where Romans eat. I’d much rather do that than go to the Vatican. That’s Rome to me.

Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food.

In general, mankind, since the improvement of cookery, eats twice as much as nature requires.

My dinners at home are startlingly simple. Every night, I stop at the market near my hotel and pick up a steak, lamb chops or some liver, which I broil in the electric oven in my room. I usually eat four or five raw carrots with my meat, and that is all. I must be part rabbit; I never get bored with raw carrots.

People are generally proud of their food. A willingness to eat and drink with people without fear and prejudice… they open up to you in ways that somebody visiting who is driven by a story may not get.

Earnestness is enthusiasm tempered by reason.

I would say there are some foods that I strongly recommend that you do not eat. No. 1 on that list, I believe, is doughnuts. Comfort food. Zero value. Don’t eat them.

What is earnest is not always true; on the contrary, error is often more earnest than truth.

There is no sincerer love than the love of food.

I’m not a sandwich store that only sells turkey sandwiches. I sell a lot of different things.

It took me years to eat a lot of shellfish. I was probably 20 years old before I had even seen a shrimp cocktail. I like oysters, but fried.

In the egoic state, your sense of self, your identity, is derived from your thinking mind – in other words, what your mind tells you about yourself: the storyline of you, the memories, the expectations, all the thoughts that go through your head continuously and the emotions that reflect those thoughts. All those things make up your sense of self.

Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and in, what myriads rise!