So in our pride we ordered for breakfast an omelet, toast and coffee and what has just arrived is a tomato salad with onions, a dish of pickles, a big slice of watermelon and two bottles of cream soda.

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

I’ve never eaten a strawberry in my life. I have no desire to do that.

Understand, when you eat meat, that something did die. You have an obligation to value it – not just the sirloin but also all those wonderful tough little bits.

I did this book ‚Harvest for Hope,‘ and I learned so much about food. And one thing I learned is that we have the guts not of a carnivore, but of an herbivore. Herbivore guts are very long because they have to get the last bit of nutrition out of leaves and things.

The first duty of government is to see that people have food, fuel, and clothes. The second, that they have means of moral and intellectual education.

Nobody in Singapore drinks Singapore Slings. It’s one of the first things you find out there. What you do in Singapore is eat. It’s a really food-crazy culture, where all of this great food is available in a kind of hawker-stand environment.

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.

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

I love trying out different cuisines. In Delhi, I love Megu at the Leela, and TK’s at the Hyatt. I also enjoy Khan Chacha’s rolls. In Mumbai, it’s Royal China and Shiro. And in Bangalore, I like the food at Bricklane.

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

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.

I myself prefer my New Zealand eggs for breakfast.

The boys know they’re from Southeast Asia, and they have their food and their music and their friends, and they have a pride particular to them.

Acorns were good until bread was found.

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.

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

Some people wanted champagne and caviar when they should have had beer and hot dogs.

I love food.

French fries kill more people than guns and sharks, yet nobody’s afraid of French fries.

And what, Socrates, is the food of the soul? Surely, I said, knowledge is the food of the soul.

If this is coffee, please bring me some tea; but if this is tea, please bring me some coffee.

Never order food in excess of your body weight.

I want my food dead. Not sick, not dying, dead.

Remember, man does not live on bread alone: sometimes he needs a little buttering up.

Let’s face it, a nice creamy chocolate cake does a lot for a lot of people; it does for me.

I went to a restaurant that serves ‚breakfast at any time‘. So I ordered French Toast during the Renaissance.

Sometimes, it’s just easier to say yes to that extra snack or dessert, because frankly, it is exhausting to keep saying no. It’s exhausting to plead with our kids to eat just one more bite of vegetables.

I love eating chocolate cake and ice cream after a show. I almost justify it in my mind as, ‚You were a good boy onstage and you did your show, so now you can have some cake and ice cream.‘

Of course, animals have to be killed for food or to prevent their doing injury to others or to property. But such killing is too often carried out without regard to the pain inflicted.

A bachelor’s life is a fine breakfast, a flat lunch, and a miserable dinner.

The first thing I do when I get up, I have breakfast.

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.

Hong Kong is a wonderful, mixed-up town where you’ve got great food and adventure. First and foremost, it’s a great place to experience China in a relatively accessible way.

You don’t even really need a place. But you feel like you’re doing something. That is what coffee is. And that is one of the geniuses of the new coffee culture.

Ice-cream is exquisite – what a pity it isn’t illegal.

I’m just wanting to make the proper breakfast and keep the house. That’s my passion. At the request of my kids, I’m taking cooking classes. As I go to sleep at night, I think, ‚Did I do a great job as a mom, or was that an average day?‘

I wake up some mornings and sit and have my coffee and look out at my beautiful garden, and I go, ‚Remember how good this is. Because you can lose it.‘

My wife and I tried two or three times in the last 40 years to have breakfast together, but it was so disagreeable we had to stop.

You’d have a hard time finding anything better than Barcelona for food, as far as being a hub. Given a choice between Barcelona and San Sebastian to die in, I’d probably want to die in San Sebastian.

The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg.

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.

I will not eat oysters. I want my food dead. Not sick. Not wounded. Dead.

After a hard day of basic training, you could eat a rattlesnake.

I hated the Naked Chef. Fine, yes, he did good things for school food or whatever, but, you know, I don’t want my chefs to be cute and adorable.

I think Weetabix and full-fat milk is what it is all about.

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.

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

Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food.

I can’t say this enough – the food that you put into your bodies can actually help you get better grades. And it can also affect your performance in sports and other activities too. You see, when you give your body the best possible fuel, you have more energy, you’re stronger, you think more quickly.

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.

I love Velveeta cheese.

We never repent of having eaten too little.

My father opened a restaurant. It’s so amazing… it’s so freaking delicious, but I’m telling you I gain five pounds every time I go in there.

I was mischievous. I wasn’t bad. I stole food so we could eat. My mother didn’t know. I used to tell her some man gave me $10 to sweep out the yard. I was like Robin Hood. I took from the rich and gave to the poor. Me.

Eating words has never given me indigestion.

But, you know, it’s still a drag to get your picture taken when you’re eating a sandwich. It’s a downer.

The other night I ate at a real nice family restaurant. Every table had an argument going.

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.

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.