Cucumbers Quotes

“It's funny how cucumber water can taste so much better than pickle juice, even though they come from the same source.”
― Ellen DeGeneres, Seriously... I'm Kidding

“For my first home-cooked meal in Tokyo, I took an assortment of beautiful Japanese ingredients and did what came naturally: I made Chinese food. I stir-fried some beautifully marbled kurobuta (Berkshire breed) pork with bok choy, ginger, and leeks, sauced it with soy sauce, mirin, and vinegar, and served it over rice, sprinkled with shichimi tōgarashi seven-spice mixture. This seemed like a reasonable act of Japanese-Chinese fusion. I made some quick-pickled cucumbers on the side. This was before we discovered that anything you do to a Japanese cucumber diminishes it. I should have known this; once I interviewed a Japanese-American farmer who grows more than a hundred Asian vegetables in Washington state. Naturally, I asked him about his personal favorite. Cucumber, he said.
"How do you prepare it?" I asked.
"Slice and eat."
The whole meal was about the same as something I'd make at home, but I cooked it in Japan. It was like the SpongeBob SquarePants episode where SpongeBob has to work the night shift at the Krusty Krab, and he keeps saying things like, "I'm chopping lettuce... at night!" I was slicing cucumbers... in Tokyo!”
― Matthew Amster-Burton, Pretty Good Number One: An American Family Eats Tokyo

“In this day and age, it is hard for a saint to trust the cucumber.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Song of a Nature Lover

“...keep cool--cucumbers is the word.”
― Herman Melville, Moby Dick

“Cucumbers are better, motherfucker,” Vic told the corpse.”
― Gavin G. Smith, A Quantum Mythology

“Suffice to say, the dream writer had a way of phrasing things. She could depict the curve of a cucumber, the shape of a sunbeam, the endearing, velvety tilt of a peach, in just such a way that she earned her living selling dreams. One simply made a selection, read it in solitude, and let it percolate till sleep. People swore they fell directly into her renderings, and one even asked if the dream writer could write a dream of dreaming forever. The dream writer could not do this, but she hired dream apprentices to expand the reach of her dreams and she wrote dreams for herself in which she would sit at a desk, pen in hand, and write even more dreams. This nearly doubled her output.”
― Meia Geddes, The Little Queen

“She returned to where I stood, and handed over a flower. I inspected the borage, holding it up like a culinary scientist, noting the blue petals, offset by white stamens, and a raised white ball-like structure in the center, decorated with a purplish-blue pattern with hints of red that resembled a planet or a galactic moon. My heart skipped a beat. Aside from Marie's desserts, I'd never seen anything so beautiful.
"This flower is mystical and magical," I said. "Did fairies or aliens create them?"
"I'd go with fairies. The thought of aliens flips me out. Eat it," she said, and I did.
The flavors of this edible flower rolled on my tongue in waves. A crunch. A bitterness. And sweetness. I closed my eyes, reveling in the magic, the flavor, thinking about what we could do with this. I met her gaze.
"Oh my god. You're so right. They taste like cucumbers," I said, licking my lips.”
― Samantha Verant, Sophie Valroux's Paris Stars

“The owner comes back, makes tea for them and says, 'I'm sorry I only have bread, butter, and cucumbers,' but Anne and Diana are so starving that the bread, butter, and cucumbers taste delicious. And it really does sound delicious. I don't know that much about Anne of Green Gables, or about novels in general, but that scene really stands out for me, the way it describes how wonderful the food tasted... Especially the way it describes the joy of eating."
"You may well be right."
"I thought about this a lot and I believe that the cucumbers mentioned may have been pickled. Though other translations of the book only say it's bread, butter, and cucumbers. But I can't picture them crunching on fresh cucumbers... So anyway, that's how I came up with my own version, which is this. Bread, butter, and cucumber sandwiches. That seemed a bit inadequate, though, so I also made roast chicken sandwiches. I think they must have eaten those as well.”
― Hika Harada, Dinner at the Night Library

“There was something green between slices of soft bread. Otoha took a bite and sure enough the blend of cucumbers and butter leaped out into her mouth, with a simple, yet deep taste.
"Mr. Kinoshita, this is really delicious! It's hard to believe the ingredients are that simple."
"Thanks. I just sliced the cucumbers very thin and rubbed them with salt."
Otoha tried the roast chicken sandwich next.
"This is wonderful too. The chicken is so moist."
"I simply added salt and pepper to the chicken breasts as I roasted them, and then a little French dressing before I put it in the sandwich."
"They're all very simple flavors. You can really savor all the ingredients."
"I think that's how things were back in those times. Plus, I don't think Montgomery, a pastor's wife, would like writing long descriptions of how food tasted."
"That makes sense."
On top of the flat plate of sandwiches was a small dish with green peas.
Otoha tried them and found them softly boiled, with a taste of butter.
"Those are green peas sautéed in butter. I finished them by adding a spoonful of sugar. Do you remember how, when they invited Mrs. Morgan to Green Gables, Anne added too much sugar and spoiled the peas?”
― Hika Harada, Dinner at the Night Library