Now I would go to London's Pudding Lane on 2 September 1666 and put out that little fire. I'd love to investigate the histories of a few of the buildings that burned for Restoration Home.
Oh, God, I'm so lonely. An entire weekend streching ahead with no one to love or have fun with. Anyway, I don't care. I've got a lovely steamed ginger pudding from M&S to put in the microwave.
I love the smell of a real Christmas tree - also, my mum's Christmas pudding with brandy sauce.
I am a Bengali, I like my rice.
I'm a curry and rice girl.
My biggest thing is banana pudding, but it's the devil! So no one is allowed to bring it into my house. Because I can't control myself. So why put it in my domain?
Bread pudding makes me weak. I have been known to be moved to tears by cookies and ice cream, and ribs are a spiritual experience for me.
We launched it in the London branch - phenomenal sausages, incredible eggs, homemade baked beans, black pudding - and it's something I wanted to bring to Dubai.
Never break another man's rice bowl.
I eat chicken and rice, steak, and baked potato. That's it.
Puns are often unacceptable to the feelings; they come like a spoonful of ice-cream in the midst of a comfortable smoking-hot steak, or as a peppery morsel when your palate was in expectation of a mild pudding.
Because I’ve got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding," “Why are they all high-calorie foods?
My relationship with my sister is closer than white on rice.
Running hills, I try to follow the Jerry Rice routine.
The cornerstone of every Persian meal is rice, or polo.
I am not an encore, not a pudding, I am the main dish.
I love to have homemade paneer, dal, sabzi and rice.
I wish I had eaten more rice cakes.
Take a nap
Making the mountain water
Pound the rice.
There's information about everything from poetry to pills, from picture frames to pyramids, and from pudding to psychology--and that's just in the P aisle, which we're walking down right now.
One's favorite book is as elusive as one's favorite pudding.
Ranger declined the butterscotch pudding, not wanting to disrupt the consistency of his blood sugar level. I had two puddings and coffee, choosing to keep my pancreas at peak performance. Use it or lose it is my philosophy.
I have no qualms with people who want to be vegetarians; it's just foolish. They are missing out on the best things in life: meat, cheese, proper Christmas pudding.
I've picked butter beans, okra, watermelon, cantaloupe, honeydew. I've butchered pigs, chickens. We made our own sausage and pudding.
Gertrude Stein's prose-song is a cold, black suet-pudding.... Cut it at any point, it is the same thing ... all fat, without nerve.
I'm a health nut who likes to work out every day, but I am powerless when it comes to Yorkshire pudding, pizza and ice cream.
Whenever I go abroad, I never return home craving roast beef and Yorkshire pudding or fish and chips. Instead all I really want is a particularly good lamb dopiaza.
It is a rich storehouse for those who love quotations. It is as full of fine bon mots as a Christmas pudding is full of plums.
I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel, my morning incense, and my evening meal, the sweets of hasty pudding.
Hard to be a physics major at Rice University if you have flunked calculus.
I love rice and pasta.
Look, when you are starting to put something together, you want the pudding to come out good. You're trying to put in the right ingredients.
Ray Rice was beat up last year
Jerry Rice, he's one of the best to ever do it.
There's no point just telling the French that you can cook, the proof is in the pudding; if you bake them something delicious then you'll win them over.
As an undergraduate I majored in British and American literature at Rice University.
Wars are to be won with swords and spears, not with rice and salt.
I was a decent cook - competent enough to turn out the standard Eighties chalet fare: beef Wellington, banoffee pie, Delia's chocolate bread-and-butter pudding - but it wasn't haute cuisine.
Luckily, I don't have a sweet tooth nor I eat rice.
Why do only the awful things become fads? I thought. Eye-rolling and Barbie and bread pudding. Why never chocolate cheesecake or thinking for yourself?
Poverty's child - he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
Me, sexy? I'm just plain ol' beans and rice.
I love Indian food, and my favourite dish is dal rice.
I love a Yorkshire pudding. It's basically pancake batter that's fried in beef fat and puffs up; it's like you can't go wrong.
In our instant pudding world, everything is sweet, smooth, very convenient and fast. There are lots of assorted flavors, but they're all artificial.
Who knows but I shall grow reasonable at last, descend from my ideal heaven to the real earth, marry, and - Oh Plato! - make a pudding?
I don't believe in dieting. But I don't eat rice at all.
Grantland Rice can go to hell as far as I'm concerned.
I cannot figure out just what Dadaism is beyond an insane jumble of the four winds, the six senses, and plum pudding. But if the Baroness is to be a keystone for it, — then I think I can possibly know when it is coming and avoid it.
I pride myself on being excellent at fancy dress, and I have dressed up as Ronald McDonald, Lady Gaga, a Christmas pudding and a crocodile to name but a few.
I've been acting since second grade, telling stories, making my parents laugh here and there, so I'm hoping my "thing" is acting. But I also make a really good bread pudding.
Have you noticed that almost all the change in the world goes to women? When was the last time you had a five pence piece? Exactly. In a Christmas pudding. All the rest of it is in women's handbags.
My secret indulgent food is dessert. I have an incredible sweet tooth - chocolate pudding with vanilla ice-cream or trifle and pavlova. I do love dessert.
An efficiency-regime cannot be run without a few heroes stuck about it to carry off the dullness - much as plums have to be put into bad pudding to make it palatable.
I've been acting since second grade, telling stories, making my parents laugh here and there, so I'm hoping my 'thing' is acting. But I also make a really good bread pudding.
As with many other things, there is a surprising amount of prejudice against quality control, but the proof of the pudding is still in the eating.
I would snack on crisps and chocolate and my meals weren't the best. I ate lots of steak with creamy sauces, chips and peas, washed down with wine and a pudding.
For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
I get breakfast when everyone else is on their lunch break. I usually go to Dimes, which is a short walk from my apartment. Usually, I'll have chia pudding or an acai bowl and toast and sausage.
Peace is achieved with rice and salt, not with katanas and arrows
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