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Last updated on December 20, 2024.
In 'The Odyssey,' every feast is extremely ritualized; high-status individuals even get a better cut of meat.
I eat a lot of fresh fruit and vegetables not so much meat and fish. Baguettes and croissants are not an everyday food for me.
I think what's going on with gorillas is pretty bad. The fact is that you can buy gorilla meat in London any day you want it. — © Adam Ant
I think what's going on with gorillas is pretty bad. The fact is that you can buy gorilla meat in London any day you want it.
I go through phases where all I want to eat are mashed potato patties with fried eggs, or pasta with meat sauce.
Passing in any crowd are secret people whose hidden response to beauty is the desire to tear it into bleeding meat.
That which chiefly causes the failure of a dinner-party, is the running short--not of meat, nor yet of drink, but of conversation.
I used to delight in eating the most exotic meat on the menu: I'd have the snails, camel, squid or anything else that was going.
When you get down to the meat and potatoes of genuine capitalism, it is cutthroat, vicious competition, and the consumer always benefits in the end.
The World Cup is like the Overlook Hotel: the identities of individual meat puppets might change, but the structure continues endlessly.
Who besides a degraded rabble would voluntarily present itself to be graded and classified like meat? No wonder school is compulsory.
I love vegan tacos... soooo good! I invite friends over to have some, and they can't believe they aren't eating real meat.
Cooking steak is a joy because it is a terrific piece of meat that has great flavour whether it is grilled or pan-fried.
If I had to narrow my choice of meats down to one for the rest of my life, I am quite certain that meat would be pork. — © James Beard
If I had to narrow my choice of meats down to one for the rest of my life, I am quite certain that meat would be pork.
For me, directing is like writing with meat. I can write live, in real time, and change things and be confident that I'm helping the movie.
I have eaten grasshoppers in Thailand, snails in France, ostrich in Australia, crocodile in South Africa and Polar Bear meat in Moscow.
Eating meat is a leftover of the greatest brutality [killing]; the transition to vegetarianism is the first and most natural consequence of enlightenment.
Wouldn't it be terrible if you'd spent all your life doing everything you were supposed to do, didn't drink, didn't smoke, didn't eat things, took lots of exercise, all the things you didn't want to do, and suddenly one day you were run over by a big red bus, and as the wheels were crunching into you you'd say 'Oh my god, I could have got so drunk last night!' That's the way you should live your life, as if tomorrow you'll be run over by a big red bus.
Evolution is a process that never stops. Baboons who fail to exhibit moral behavior do not survive; they wind up as meat for leopards.
Does Greenpeace think it can stop whaling in Antarctica by publicly eating whale meat and declaring it delicious? What are these people thinking?
I followed the same diet for 20 years, eliminating starches, living on salads, lean meat, and small portions.
There are more important things in life than being thin, anyway men prefer women with a bit of meat.
I'm always writing. It's kind of a curse: You never stop. But I need isolation to write. So the real meat of the material comes when I'm off the road.
At the base level, a burger is a piece of meat and a bun with something on it. It's simple but it seems to make a lot of people happy.
The union of hearts-the union of hands-And the flag of our Union forever. - George Pope Morris. Your flag and my flag, And how it flies today In your land and my land And half a world away! Rose-red and blood-red The stripes for ever gleam; Snow-white and souldwhite- The good forefathers' dream; Sky-blue and true-blue, with stars to gleam aright- The gloried guidon of the day; a shelter through the night.
Youth is not a time of life - it is a state of mind. It is not a matter of red cheeks, red lips and supple knees. It is a temper of the will; a quality of the imagination; a vigor of the emotions; it is a freshness of the deep springs of life. Youth means a tempermental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over a life of ease. This often exists in a man of fifty, more than in a boy of twenty. Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years; people grow old by deserting their ideals.
If I do eat meat, it's got to be ethical. I want to know that it lived a great life before it was killed humanely.
It is nearly 50 years since I was assured by a conclave of doctors that if I did not eat meat I should die of starvation.
Meat!" he said scornfully. "I'm a vegetarian." You eat cheese enchiladas and aluminum cans," I reminded him. Those are vegetables.
I wouldn't go out of my way to experience the indignity of middle-age just because it might be good meat for a story.
Thanksgiving is coming. I wonder what the holiday will be like at Dog the Bounty Hunter’s house—obviously, they’ll have a turkey with all-white meat.
Women thrive on novelty and are easy meat for the commerce of fashion. Men prefer old pipes and torn jackets.
Meat is not agreeable to the wise: it has a nauseating odor, it causes a bad reputation, it is food for the carnivorous; I say this, Mahamati, it is not to be eaten.
Do I believe in God? I did until Mother's accident. She fell on some meat loaf and it penetrated her spleen.
I was weaned on chicken-fried steak and hominy grits with goopy gravy all over. I loved meat and wore fur.
Rubbing meat or vegetables with sweet and savoury spices before roasting or sizzling on a grill is what summer nights are all about.
I don't want food that comes from animals that are caged up and fed antibiotics. I am really suspicious of that kind of production of meat and poultry.
I adore recipes that make use of one cut of meat or a whole animal to create a complex dish, loaded with flavour.
The (Academy Award) ceremonies are a two-hour meat parade, a public display with contrived suspense for economic reasons. — © George C. Scott
The (Academy Award) ceremonies are a two-hour meat parade, a public display with contrived suspense for economic reasons.
Obviously, if I'm in Argentina, I'm going to have a steak, but I don't love meat, really. I always think about where the food came from and who had to get it.
Every time I see a picture of Stalin I look him square in the eye and I say: You're a meat eater, Joseph.
My favorite dish is bibimbap, which is composed of various vegetables, steamed and pickled, and meat toppings over a bed of rice.
Most people don't know I have a weird pregame meal. I'm picky, so all I eat are grapes and a hamburger with nothing on it. I get the meat, the bun - that's it.
At the Drive-In was very meat and potatoes - a one-trick pony. Everyone was attracted to us because we put on a good live show.
If only Ed Fleming had a mother who gave such sound advice. The manager of Wazoo's, a downtown Denver restaurant, Fleming is a CSU alum who has been darned giddy about the Rams' recent success. So giddy that he donned a necklace made of Pez candies, a red blazer - and nothing else. A few people gaped (some actually set aside their beers), but most ignored Fleming as he strutted like a red-blazered rooster, demanding that all hail the Mighty Naked Beer King.
In 1879 the Bengali scholar S.M. Tagore compiled a more extensive list of ruby colors from the Purana sacred texts: ‘like the China rose, like blood, like the seeds of the pomegranate, like red lead, like the red lotus, like saffron, like the resin of certain trees, like the eyes of the Greek partridge or the Indian crane…and like the interior of the half-blown water lily.’ With so many gorgeous descriptive possibilities it is curious that in English the two ancient names for rubies have come to sound incredibly ugly.
But, did the Divinity [of Christ] suffer? [...] The holy fathers explained this point through the aforementioned clear example of the red-hot iron, it is the analogy equated for the Divine Nature which became united with the human nature. They explained that when the blacksmith strikes the red-hot iron, the hammer is actually striking both the iron and the fire united with it. The iron alone bends (suffers) whilst the fire is untouched though it bends with the iron.
An instant-read thermometer is your best bet for making sure that meat and fish are cooked to the proper temperature.
Let any pretty girl announce a divorce in Hollywood and the wolves come running. Fresh meat for the beast, and they are always hungry. — © Hedy Lamarr
Let any pretty girl announce a divorce in Hollywood and the wolves come running. Fresh meat for the beast, and they are always hungry.
During my teenage years, I rebelled and ate everything under the sun, but when I was 18 or 19, I became vegetarian-focused and got disgusted by meat.
Historically, almost every cookbook and chef have taught that when you're cooking a piece of meat, the first step should be searing.
Dogs have not the power of comparing. A dog will take a small piece of meat as readily as a large, when both are before him.
Denmark is charging a fat food tax on cheese, meat, and oil. Here, we call that the Denny's Grand Slam breakfast.
I grew up in cattle country-that's why I became a vegetarian. Meat stinks, for the animals, the environment, and your health.
Few people sufficiently appreciate the colossal task of feeding a world of billions of omnivores who demand meat with their potatoes.
When I stopped eating meat, I fell in love with East Indian food - there's so much selection, and they use the most beautiful spices.
It's a hard slog doing promotion, but its nothing compared to working in a factory packing meat pies or whatever.
The ingredients of a hamburger seldom vary. It's a percentage of fat to lean meat, add salt and prepare and that's it. It shouldn't need a recipe.
Those who purchase meat, fur, and leather have no right to be shielded from the sights and sounds of the slaughterhouses from which these products were produced.
Starting in the mid-'80s, I played in a band called Meat Joy, and we made our own record, toured.
I am a meat-loving Southern girl. Add in being a writer, and that means I drink more than I should, too.
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