cooking Quotes

“Ani tried to respond with friendly attentiveness. Ani felt as dumb at conversation as she had over Gilsa’s cooking pot that day she prepared the lunch, the contents turning blacker and smelling fouler despite her anxious attempts. She had no practice at making friends. And, she discovered, her own trust had been drained dry.”

“The Whistle Stop Cafe opened up last week, right next door to me at the post office, and owners Idgie Threadgoode and Ruth Jamison said business has been good ever since. Idgie says that for people who know her not to worry about getting poisoned, she is not cooking.”

“Everybody say she was real nice and cooked good. […] She liked takin’ care of people […] I mean, people always say she was really just hospitality, you know, fixin everything up nice, make a good place, get up, cook breakfast for everybody, even if it’s twenty of them.”

″‘Stew the rabbits!’ squealed Gollum in dismay. ‘Spoil beautiful meat Smeagol saved for you, poor hungry Smeagol!‘”

“There is no technique, there is just the way to do it. Now, are we going to measure or are we going to cook?”

“It wasn’t like this when Mamma was alive. Somehow she provided good meals all through the winter and still managed to have meat left in the cellar come spring. I am nowhere near as capable as my mother was, and if I ever forget it, I have Lou to remind me. Or Pa. Not that he says the sorts of things Lou does, but you can tell by the look on his face when he sits down to eat that he isn’t fond of mush day in and day out.”

“Good old Norwegian cooking: you don’t read much about that, or about good old Norwegian hospitality.”

“Now i must dress the chicken. I wonder if she wants a he chicken or a she chicken?”

″ All he cared about was having her there to make lemon-meringue pie.”

“All through with the searching! All through with the looking! I had all I needed! And now for the cooking.”

“Scrambled eggs always taste always the same. And that’s because ever since goodness knows when, they’ve always been made from the eggs of a hen. Just a plain common hen! What a dumb thing to use with all the other fine eggs you could choose!

“They tasted just like... well, they tasted exactly, exactly like ... like Scrambled eggs Super-Dee-Dooper-dee-Booper, Special de luxe a-la-Peter T. Hooper.”

“I’ll show them!” he said to himself. “Someday I will get the pasta pot and make it cook! And then they’ll be sorry.”

“For Elizabeth, cooking wasn’t some preordained feminine duty. As she’d told Calvin, cooking was chemistry. That’s because cooking actually is chemistry.”

“So Bonnie got a BIG bowl and put in some flour and sugar and milk and eggs and other stuff and a little Too Much Salt.”

“Then she mixed and mixed. Most of the flour and milk and eggs and salt and stuff got all mixed inside the bowl, and some of it got mixed up right over the sides and out of the bowl.”

“Bonnie wiped up the spill and put in a little more of everything except salt, and Mommy and Bonnie had very fine pancakes for breakfast.”

“his daughter took her needle and began stitching and his son took is Barlow knife and started whittling and they cooked dinner in their new kettle and afterwards everyone ate a winter peppermint candy and that night the ox-cart man sat in front of his fire stitching new harness for the young ox in the barn”

“There was a Young Lady of Poole, Whose soup was excessively cool; So she put it to boil by the aid of some oil, That ingenious Young Lady of Poole.”

‘I want to help,’ says Dusty. ‘Not with the eggs,’ says Grandpa. ‘Not with the eggs,’ days Dusty. Grandpa hurries to add the flour, milk, and new eggs - without the shells.”

″...and the time she cooked a whole porcupine, with all its spines, who knows why, surely just to shock us when she raised the cover of the dish...”

“We have developed loafing on this Island to such an expert extent that even our hands are completely relaxed. Our only work now, besides cooking, is in trying to make life more pleasant for ourselves and for each other.”

″‘We haven’t got a cook! You do the cooking in this house, ma!’ ‘Well, and if I do!’ retorted his mother, drying her eyes and looking rather defiant. ‘What I say is, the one that does the cooking is the cook, and I suppose I can give my notice as well as another!‘”

“Marilla is a famous cook. She is trying to teach me to cook but I assure you, Diana, it is uphill work. There’s so little scope for imagination in cookery. You just have to go by rules.”

“Suppose you learn plain cooking. That’s a useful accomplishment, which no woman should be without,” said Mrs. March, laughing inaudibly at the recollection of Jo’s dinner party, for she had met Miss Crocker and heard her account of it.