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Last updated on April 20, 2025.
While earning your daily bread, be sure you share a slice with those less fortunate.
Fresh egg pasta is traditionally served in the north of Italy with butter, cream and rich meat sauces, whereas dried pasta is more at home with the tomato- and olive oil-based ones of the south.
Gretta sits herself down at the table. Robert has arranged everything she needs: a plate, a knife, a bowl with a spoon, a pat of butter, a jar of jam. It is in such small acts of kindness that people know they are loved.
The path to obesity is paved with bacon and white bread; the way to skinny is built on apples and Ezekiel. — © Bob Harper
The path to obesity is paved with bacon and white bread; the way to skinny is built on apples and Ezekiel.
Everyone has the talent to some degree: even making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, you know whether it tastes better to you with raspberry jam or grape jelly; on chewy pumpernickel or white toast.
When I was younger, I would see shea butter being sold on the street, and I was interested how people were still coating themselves in the theater of Africanism. You see that in dashikis and hairstyles and music.
Not until one person desires to keep his own bread for himself does hunger ensue.
If toast always lands butter-side down, and cats always land on their feet, what happens if you strap toast on the back of a cat and drop it?
I eat whatever I want. I like bread and cheese and wine, and that makes my life fun and enjoyable.
Jeremy Corbyn confuses the public because he looks like a librarian and enjoys baking bread.
I do really good banana bread. And I make a chocolate cake with fudge icing that's bloody delicious.
Everything tastes better with butter. Meat that has fat in it is tender in a certain way, flavorful in a certain way. It's hard to deny the flavor quotient there.
Cast your bread upon the waters, and after many days it will come back buttered.
The primary purpose of education is not to teach you to earn your bread, but to make every mouthful sweeter. — © James Rowland Angell
The primary purpose of education is not to teach you to earn your bread, but to make every mouthful sweeter.
A slice of perfectly buttered, warm-from-the-oven bread has been known to bring tears to my eyes.
I drink bullet coffee, and I make it myself because I hate coffee. I get a shot of raw coffee, mix it with butter from grass-fed cows and coconut milk. It's amazing!
When I'm at craft services, I make the best-tasting, 10-layer meat and cheese sandwich with no bread.
We want only loyal workers who are grateful from the bottom of their hearts for the bread which we let them earn.
Remember, man does not live on bread alone: sometimes he needs a little buttering up.
Tender and sweet, Manila clams partner well with a wide variety of foods - white wine, sake, beer, butter, leeks, fresh herbs, roasted peppers, olives, and wild mushrooms, to name a few.
Parents do not, indeed, live by bread alone. We feast daily on banquets of our own words.
To eat bread is one thing; to love the precepts of Christ and resolve to obey them is quite another.
A nutritionist has told me to have very little butter and very little spices, but I can't live like that.
The most classic French dessert around the holidays is the Christmas log, with butter cream. Two flavors. Chocolate and coconut. My first job in the kitchen when I was a boy was to make these Christmas logs.
I think one of the terrible things today is that people have this deathly fear of food: fear of eggs, say, or fear of butter. Most doctors feel that you can have a little bit of everything.
I like to use 'I Can't Believe it's Not Butter' on my toast in the morning, because sometimes when I eat breakfast, I like to be incredulous. How was breakfast? Unbelievable.
God will certainly be pleased if you give water for the thirsty, bread for the hungry and clothes to the naked.
All of us who grew up reading comics love the memory of sitting under an apple tree with a comic book in one hand and a peanut butter sandwich in the other; the tactile sensation of the paper on the skin and so forth is part of the experience.
I was raised on T.V. dinners because in those days, they were considered a well-balanced meal. And when I was sick, my mother fed me beef-barley soup and peanut butter sandwiches. That's about it for childhood food memories.
Though my father was poor and had nothing, the Torah, the poetry of prophets, was his daily bread.
Peanut Butter M&Ms in the fridge, I always have a giant bag. Every cookie and candy I put in the fridge, it always manages to taste better when it's cold.
When I had the honor to be a second lieutenant, I ate dry bread, but I never let anyone know that I was poor.
I don't see what difference it makes what side it's [your bread] buttered on. I always eat both sides.
Eat and carouse with Bacchus, or munch dry bread with Jesus, but don't sit down without one of the gods.
You run a grave risk, my boy," said the magician, "of being turned into a piece of bread, and toasted.
I am God's wheat and shall be ground by their teeth so that I may become Christ's pure bread.
If we are to cherish freedom, and to guard it, we must remember what the alternative is: the bread of affliction and the bitter herbs of slavery.
What nature wants, commodious gold bestows; 'Tis thus we cut the bread another sows.
I love Somali foods like canjeero, a pancakelike bread; same for pizza, burgers, and sushi. — © Halima Aden
I love Somali foods like canjeero, a pancakelike bread; same for pizza, burgers, and sushi.
There's a lot of money in wars, except in the war on poverty. Can't make any bread helping the poor.
If you can break bread with a guy, you will actually go the extra mile on the court; that just happens.
Anytime a person goes into a delicatessen and orders a pastrami on white bread, somewhere a Jew dies.
If you have two loaves of bread, keep one to nourish the body, but sell the other to buy hyacinths for the soul.
If you've traveled independently through Tibet, Brandon Wilson's Yak Butter Blues will bring back memories...this lively memoir is sure to provide a yak-scented whiff of nostalgia.
I've been sent lots of lovely gifts - everything from candy and peanut butter to hand-made quilts, pictures, and clothing. I was once sent a crate of avocados. Fortunately, I love them.
Men in Government monopolize the necessary use of force; they are not using their energies productively; they are not milking cows. To get butter, they must use guns; they have nothing else to use.
You're my bread when I'm hungry You're my shelter from troubled winds You're my anchor in life's ocean Most of all You're my best friend
Behind every morsel of bread, fruits, or meat is a large amount of transformed fossil fuels.
When we break bread and give it to each other, fear vanishes and God becomes very close. — © Henri Nouwen
When we break bread and give it to each other, fear vanishes and God becomes very close.
I hope his wife feeds him [Clarence Thomas, Justice, U.S. Supreme Court] lots of eggs and butter and he dies early like many black men do, of heart disease. . . . He is an absolutely reprehensible person.
Obedience to the law of bread labour will bring about a silent revolution in the structure of society.
A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope, illusion, more than bread.
A generous and noble spirit cannot be expected to dwell in the breasts of men who are struggling for their daily bread.
The paramedic called the press and sold me like a loaf of bread. This was news, and he wanted to be the one to report it.
You can travel fifty thousand miles in America without once tasting a piece of good bread.
I use Simple face wipes and Nivea face cream. For my body any kind of body butter, the more moisturising the better.
I'm brilliant at cooking my stepmother's scrambled egg recipe. The secret is to put eggs, butter, milk, and seasoning together in the saucepan, and to keep stirring with a wooden spoon under a low heat until the preferred consistency is reached.
El pan comido y la compan? |a deshecha. With the bread eaten, the company breaks up.
Flattery and deceit are the darlings of great men, and so with these men spread the butter on thick, if you want to get something out of them, otherwise you'll come home to me with a full belly and an empty purse.
When I blow the head off a glass of Guinness or eat a slice of white bread, there are so many bubbles!
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