The food here is terrible, and the portions are too small.

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

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

Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food.

I’m a fry lover.

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

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.

In New York I pretty much live in diners – I order French Fries, Diet Coke floats and lots of coffee.

Honestly, I just go to restaurants to eat so I won’t die. If there was a pill I could take in January and then I wouldn’t have to eat again for the rest of the year, I would take it. Of course, I wouldn’t want to sacrifice my chocolate cake and ice cream.

The truth. It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and must therefore be treated with great caution.

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

There is no sincerer love than the love of food.

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

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

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

I’m very type-A, and many things in my life are about control and domination, but eating should be a submissive experience, where you let down your guard and enjoy the ride.

I hid myself in food.

The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg.

My demo was terrible, I sounded like a chipmunk. I was so young.

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.

To eat is to appropriate by destruction.

Eating words has never given me indigestion.

So long as you have food in your mouth, you have solved all questions for the time being.

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.

Those places I don’t understand, just doing bad food. It takes some doing. Making good pasta is so much easier than making bad stuff. It actually takes quite an effort to make poor linguine pomodora.

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.

We never repent of having eaten too little.

Part of the secret of a success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside.

I do not like broccoli. And I haven’t liked it since I was a little kid and my mother made me eat it. And I’m President of the United States and I’m not going to eat any more broccoli.

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

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

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

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.

Never order food in excess of your body weight.

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.

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

Nothing is more terrible than to see ignorance in action.

The Kobe craze really annoyed me. Most of the practitioners had no real understanding of the product and were abusing it and exploiting it in terrible and ridiculous ways. Kobe beef should not be used in a hamburger. It’s completely pointless.

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.

Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.

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

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.

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.

Thought is subversive and revolutionary, destructive and terrible, Thought is merciless to privilege, established institutions, and comfortable habit. Thought is great and swift and free.

I won’t eat anything green.

We have food all around us all the time, and if we haven’t eaten for three hours, we think we’re starving. You’re not starving – human beings can go for 30 days without food.

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

I would never win an award for not loving pizza.

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.

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

‚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.

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.

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

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.

Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.

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.

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

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

Onion rings in the car cushions do not improve with time.