Steak and Shake in Indianapolis is definitely the first stop when we hit that city.

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

You learn a lot from traveling around.

It’s not a real adventure when you have to pay for it.

It’s useful to go out of this world and see it from the perspective of another one.

Over the last 15 months, we’ve traveled to every corner of the United States. I’ve now been in 57 states? I think one left to go.

I eat steak primarily. That’s pretty much what my diet consists of. Sometimes I supplement that with other steaks.

I guess when you turn off the main road, you have to be prepared to see some funny houses.

Growing up, my grandmother did not want worldly music in the house. Then when I went out to California, I started listening to Spanish music, mostly Mexican music. But were I in Egypt, I would listen to the music of the people, or if I was in Italy, I’d listen to Italian music.

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

Anyone who doesn’t have a great time in San Francisco is pretty much dead to me.

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

Everyone carries his own inch rule of taste, and amuses himself by applying it, triumphantly, wherever he travels.

I never write about the road. I never write about hotels or anything like that.

I guess I wanted to leave America for awhile. It wasn’t that I wanted to become an expatriate, or just never come back, I needed some breathing room. I’d already been translating French poetry, I’d been to Paris once before and liked it very much, and so I just went.

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.‘

I was born in London in England in 1934. I went through, as a child, the horrors of World War II, through a time when food was rationed and we learned to be very careful, and we never had more to eat than what we needed to eat. There was no waste. Everything was used.

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

Let me recommend the best medicine in the world: a long journey, at a mild season, through a pleasant country, in easy stages.

Did you ever notice that the first piece of luggage on the carousel never belongs to anyone?

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

Fuel prices are at the center of our lives. They affect our ability to travel, stay warm, and feed ourselves.

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.

‚Kitchen Confidential‘ wasn’t a cautionary or an expose. I wrote it as an entertainment for New York tri-state area line cooks and restaurant lifers, basically; I had no expectation that it would move as far west as Philadelphia.

Dinner was made for eating, not for talking.

Modern travelling is not travelling at all; it is merely being sent to a place, and very little different from becoming a parcel.

With the casino and the beds, our passengers will have at least two ways to get lucky on one of our flights.

There have been times that I’ve wept as I’ve gone from city to city and I’ve seen how far people have wandered from God.

My experiences in life are getting bigger and better. The more stuff I do, the more stuff I talk about – having kids, traveling, going through relationship problems, dealing with things in my own family. All that stuff builds character.

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.

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.

If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.

When I prepare, I am not messing around. I find the right places, the right people, and the right environment. Iceland is one of those places.

I shouldn’t be near Vegas and have money in my pocket.

By seeing London, I have seen as much of life as the world can show.

There’s nowhere else like London. Nothing at all, anywhere.

The traveller has reached the end of the journey!

I myself prefer my New Zealand eggs for breakfast.

When I’m back in New York – and this is a terrible thing to complain about – I eat a lot more really, really good food than perhaps I’d like to. So many of my friends are really good chefs. It’s kind of like being in the Mafia.

Just got back from a pleasure trip: I took my mother-in-law to the airport.

I love California, I practically grew up in Phoenix.

You don’t come into cooking to get rich.

I love the masochistic aspect of eating seething, real Sichuan food in Sichuan Province.

Hawaii is paradise. It sounds cheesy to say it, but there’s music in the air there.

I don’t watch television and I rarely go to the cinema, but I recently watched ‚The King’s Speech‘ on a flight. It was so beautiful and so simple.

To travel is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries.

Any East Coast road trip we have is very exciting, just being on the road, taking it all in.

There can never be any stop to learn about different cultures by travelling to different places. And whatever comes your way, continue the healthy eating habits.

When I went back to England after a year away, the country seemed stuck, dozing in a fairy tale, stifled by the weight of tradition.

London is a roost for every bird.

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

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

Paris ain’t much of a town.

I have enjoyed great satisfaction from my climb of Everest and my trips to the poles. But there’s no doubt that my most worthwhile things have been the building of schools and medical clinics.

When I’m home, I spend Sunday with my husband. If we’re not cooking, we travel around in our camper, stop at fast-food restaurants, and picnic. We love that stuff that will harden your arteries in a hurry.

Traveling around the world and preaching for over 70 years did not give much time for reflection.

Every time I come to Europe, I’m just as excited as I was my very first time, which was many, many years ago. I love that part of the world, and I especially love the fans.

I don’t have much patience for people who are self-conscious about the act of eating, and it irritates me when someone denies themselves the pleasure of a bloody hunk of steak or a pungent French cheese because of some outdated nonsense about what’s appropriate or attractive.

I never go anywhere. I do sketches and make phone calls, and people visit. It’s more fun to come to Paris.

When you’re traveling constantly, every day you become inspired, and it shows in my work, sonically, lyrically, visually. Conversations with women with different accents and stories told in those accents. I like to create characters based on different people I’ve met, and relationships. I like to tell stories loosely based on real-life events.

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