The belly is the reason why man does not mistake himself for a god.

Feasts must be solemn and rare, or else they cease to be feasts. 

A great step toward independence is a good-humored stomach, one that is willing to endure rough treatment.

Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea? How did it exist? I am glad I was not born before tea.

No lyric poems live long or please many people which are written by drinkers of water.

At a dinner party one should eat wisely but not too well, and talk well but not too wisely.

Cooking is the most massive rush. It’s like having the most amazing hard-on, with Viagra sprinkled on top of it, and it’s still there twelve hours later.

The decline of the aperitif may well be one of the most depressing phenomena of our time.

To safeguard one’s health at the cost of too strict a diet is a tiresome illness indeed.

For, say they, when cruising in an empty ship, if you can get nothing better out of the world, get a good dinner out of it, at least.

Bad men live that they may eat and drink, whereas good men eat and drink that they may live.

What is food to one is to others bitter poison.

Why is not a rat as good as a rabbit? Why should men eat shrimps and neglect cockroaches?