A Quote by Jeffrey Dean Morgan

I love myself a truffle. I can put a truffle in anything and make it good. — © Jeffrey Dean Morgan
I love myself a truffle. I can put a truffle in anything and make it good.
My favorite splurge would be gluten-free pizza. Or I'm a total truffle addict so truffle mac and cheese.
A different set of incentives from rising in an economic establishment where the rewards system, again, the reinforcement, comes from being a truffle hound. That's what Jacob Viner, the great economist called it: the truffle hound - an animal so bred and trained for one narrow purpose that he wasn't much good at anything else, and that is the reward system in a lot of academic departments.
I am the worst at the grocery store. It turns into three carts. It turns into, 'Oh did you see the truffle cheese? We've got to get the truffle cheese!'
At the time I write, the glory of the truffle has now reached its culmination. Who would dare to say that he has been at a dinner where there was not a pièce truffée? Who has not felt his mouth water in hearing truffles a la provencale spoken of? In fine, the truffle is the very diamond of gastronomy.
The truffle is not a positive aphrodisiac, but it can upon occasion make women tenderer and men more apt to love.
I make sure I eat well without depriving myself of the things that I love: a cheeseburger and fries, creamy white-truffle pasta, bowls of ice cream. Everything in moderation, but I indulge at least three times a week.
I love hot edamame with truffle sauce.
When actors first come up, you're auditioning for everything - you're trying to sniff it out like a pig with a truffle and you would do anything!
The onion is the truffle of the poor.
Freshly grated nutmeg over fresh pasta with truffle oil is simple perfection. It's also integral in any good bechamel or chai mix.
In fine, the truffle is the very diamond of gastronomy.
Truffle isn't exactly aphrodisiac but under certain circumstances it tends to make women more tender and men more likable
When I was 11, I made truffle risotto for my family for Christmas dinner.
All food is the gift of the gods and has something of the miraculous, the egg no less than the truffle.
I once went to Alba, Italy, during their white truffle festival, and I was like, 'Just leave me here!'
Whosoever says truffle, utters a grand word, which awakens erotic and gastronomic ideas.
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