Quotes About Restaurant

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Eddie Izzard
“You piss me off you Salmon... You're too expensive in restaurants.”
Eddie Izzard

Vera Nazarian
“Creativity is not so much a boundless well, but an all-you-can-eat buffet of elements for your creative endeavor.

Eventually you've eaten your fill, and it's time to digest and then make something.

But at some point, it will be time to return to the restaurant.”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

David Mitchell
“Wars do not combust without warning. They begin as little fires over the horizon. Wars approach. A wise man watches for the smoke, and prepares to vacate the neighborhood just like Ayrs and Jocasta. My worry is that the next war will be so big, nowhere with a decent restaurant will be left untouched.”
David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“Capitalism has turned human beings into commodities. To the owner of a restaurant: the cook and a bag of potatoes are equally important.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Geoff Dyer
“A restaurant on the moon could not have had less atmosphere.”
Geoff Dyer, Yoga for People Who Can't Be Bothered to Do It

Cecelia Ahern
“So how long have you been together? Two months?'
'Five.'
'Five? Jesus, Steve, you might as well get married. I should buy a hat.'
'Don't. They give away your Spock ears.'
She laughed. 'This is the Romanian girl?'
'Croatian.'
'Right. She's a painter?'
'Photographer.'
'Right.' She studied him.
'What?' he laughed self-consciously as though he was a twelve-year-old boy who'd just been caught with his first girlfriend.
'Nothing.'
'Come on.'
'I don't know Steve,' she cut into her meat, 'you've changed. You no longer write about Victoria Beckham and you have a girlfriend. I think...'
'You think what?'
'I don't know, I might be jumping the gun here, but I think there's a possibility you might not be gay after all.'
A chip was hurled at her head.”
Cecelia Ahern, One Hundred Names

“There is only one right way to eat a steak - with greed in your heart and a smile on your face.”
Soumeet Lanka

Manuel Vázquez Montalbán
“The owner of the Agut d'Avignon had the air of a 1920s dandy who had ruined himself with one mad night of gambling at baccarat and had only been saved by this restaurant, which he seemed to cherish as if it were his wife or a good fountain pen.”
Manuel Vázquez Montalbán, La Soledad Del Manager

Karen Quan
“When your heart starts to feel full again. I love FREE refills, and if a restaurant tries to double charge me, I refuse to write a love poem on their Yelp page.
-Karen Quan and Jarod Kintz”
Karen Quan, liQUID PROse QUOtes

Moffat Machingura
“Life is like a restaurant; you can have anything you want as long as you are willing to pay the price.”
Moffat Machingura, Life Capsules for Success: 50 Energy Capsules to Speed Boost You Towards Your Success, Now!

Jean-Marie G. Le Clézio
“I wanted to write an adventure story, not, it's true, I really did. I shall have failed, that's all. Adventures bore me. I have no idea how to talk about countries, how to make people wish they had been there. I am not a good travelling salesman. Countries? Where are they , whatever became of them.
When I was twelve I dreamed of Hongkong. That tedious, commonplace little provincial town! Shops sprouting from every nook and cranny! The Chinese junks pictured on the lids of chocolate boxes used to fascinate me. Junks: sort of chopped-off barges, where the housewives do all their cooking and washing on deck. They even have television. As for the Niagara Falls: water, nothing but water! A dam is more interesting; at least one can occasionally see a big crack at its base, and hope for some excitement.
When one travels, one sees nothing but hotels. Squalid rooms, with iron bedsteads, and a picture of some kind hanging on the wall from a rusty nail, a coloured print of London Bridge or the Eiffel Tower.
One also sees trains, lots of trains, and airports that look like restaurants, and restaurants that look like morgues. All the ports in the world are hemmed in by oil slicks and shabby customs buildings. In the streets of the towns, people keep to the sidewalks, cars stop at red lights. If only one occasionally arrived in a country where women are the colour of steel and men wear owls on their heads. But no, they are sensible, they all have black ties, partings to one side, brassières and stiletto heels. In all the restaurants, when one has finished eating one calls over the individual who has been prowling among the tables, and pays him with a promissory note. There are cigarettes everywhere! There are airplanes and automobiles everywhere.”
Jean-Marie G. Le Clézio, The Book of Flights

“Indeed, there is something about reading in a restaurant that is borderline romantic. Leaning back in that corner booth, an evocative title in our hands, a stale cup of java in front of us, every so often bolting forward to jot a phrase onto the napkin, we look like, well, poets-unknown belletrists scraping through the hardscrabble years and awaiting the distinction that is imminent. the waiter of waitress refills our cup, we drop a memorable apothegm or two, share a laugh fraught with meaning, scope out the joint, and return to our tome. Nonbiblioholics strain to espy our title; conversation is struck up on things Kafkaesque and Kierkegaardian; and we forge a genuine biblioholic simpatico with all around.”
Tom Raabe, Biblioholism: The Literary Addiction

“One time, I went to a restaurant and I asked the waiter for some food for thought. He left, came back, and tried shoving a sirloin in my ear.”
Travis J. Dahnke, Write like no one is reading

Bruno Schulz
“And then as the knives and forks began to clank softly above the white tablecloths, the violins would rise alone, now suddenly mature although tentative and unsure just a short while before; slim and narrow-waisted, they eloquently proceeded with their task, took up again the lost human cause, and pleaded before the indifferent tribunal of stars, now set in a sky on which the shapes of the instruments floated like water signs or fragments of keys, unfinished lyres or swans, an imitatory, thoughtless starry commentary on the margin of music.”
Bruno Schulz

Shane L. Koyczan
“So men and women were born into workers
Because ideas like
Right and wrong
Get outweighed by need
Anytime you've got mouths to feed.”
Shane L. Koyczan, Remembrance Year

Lorrie Moore
“He began to prefer talking on the phone to actually getting together with someone, preferred the bodilessness of it, and started to turn down social engagements. He didn't want to actually sit across from someone in a restaurant, look at their face, and eat food. He wanted to turn away, not deal with the face, have the waitress bring them two tin cans and some string so they could just converse, in a faceless dialogue.”
Lorrie Moore, Like Life

“Unless you are a restaurant critic... nobody cares what you had for lunch.”
Susanne Whited

Michael Braccia
“Without hesitation, Anita, standing in the middle of the busy restaurant, unzipped her jeans and pealed them off...”
Michael Braccia, Could it be That Way: Living with Autism

Shane L. Koyczan
“We wear our lives
Like costumes
Use bills and coins like props
In an over budget production
That we cannot seem to stop
So it just goes on like this
As if we accept this
As if we've all become
Buddhas of mass production
Our brains rotting
Like teeth
Under the sweet
Unending bliss of false enlightenment.”
Shane L. Koyczan, Remembrance Year

Bjorn Shen
“But what little we did know, we brandished wildly like cavemen’s clubs, slinging out stuff we felt tasted good. That was as intricate as our
game plan ever was—to make food that tasted good.”
Bjorn Shen, Artichoke: Recipes & Stories from Singapore's Most Rebellious Kitchen

Robin McKinley
“It is halfway true that if you are involved in a family coffeehouse you don't have a life.”
Robin McKinley, Sunshine

Phindiwe Nkosi
“I could smell the food fill up my hunger before the order was even
placed.”
Phindiwe Nkosi

Deyth Banger
“Life is an restaurant, in the end you just pay the bill.”
Deyth Banger

“I remember our childhood days
when life was easy
and math problems hard.
Mom would help us with our homework
and dad was not at home
but at work.
After our chores,
we’d go to the old fort museum
with clips in our hair and pure joy in our hearts.
You, sister, wore the bangles
that
you, brother, got as a prize from the Dentist.
“Why the bangles?” the Dentist asked,
surprised,
for boys picked the stickers of cars instead.
“They’re for my sisters,” you said.
Mom would treat us to a bottle of Coke,
a few sips each. Then,
we’d buy the sweet smelling bread
from the same white van
and hand-in-hand,
we’d walk to our small flat
above the restaurant.
I remember our childhood days.
Do you remember them too?”
Kamand Kojouri

“...anyone who willingly turns their life upside down by becoming a cook is totally insane to begin with. So many chefs that I have met are dyslexic and totally not school people or intellectuals. That could be symbolic of the kind of lifestyle that they choose to live. They all drink a lot, do a lot of drugs, drink a shitload of coffee and espresso. They don’t sleep much, and obviously don’t have much of a life outside the kitchen. A cook’s friend is a cook, there isn’t much time for a non-cook friend or girlfriend. And time really isn’t the issue so much as it’s a lifestyle and a culture that is very hard to understand or identify with unless you are on the inside. Cooks hang out with cooks because there is nobody else awake, hungry and totally wired at 2am on a Tuesday.”
Jennifer Topper, 29 Jobs and a Million Lies

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“Poverty has deceived many of us into believing that some people who are in that state love the food, clothes, places, and people that they do not even like. The same can be said about wealth.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“Order online your favorite meal and get in a few minutes at Tingkat Delivery restaurant, give us a chance to serve you a variety of dishes in your lunch or dinner.”
Tingkat Delivery

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