Dinner Conversation Quotes

“Democracy was supposed to champion freedom of speech, and yet the simple rules of table decorum could clamp down on the rights their forefathers had fought and died for.”
― E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly

“The chèvre's real good this time, Ma. What's the herb?" Gina asked.
"Wild amaranth tips-- seaseep. Your old friend Karl picked it for me from the Fenton."
Flynn grinned at Rapunzel over their meal. Get a load of them, he seemed to say, cocking his head at the two women.
Rapunzel smiled back, honey dripping out the side of her mouth.
He reached over without thinking and dabbed it off with his finger.
They both froze, looking at each other.
Then Flynn coughed and went back to eating.”
― Liz Braswell, What Once Was Mine

“I'm not sure we'll have much to your liking, other than the roasted vegetables. We Southerners are all about refined sugar and flours."
"You don't eat sugar or flour?" Sam's eyebrows reached his hairline. "God, what else is there? I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm a carnivore through and through, but I couldn't live without breads and desserts."
"Sam!" Poppy gave him a disapproving look. Maybe she could polish my brother, although I doubted it.
Javier ladled several scoops of chicken and dumplings onto his plate. "I try to eat clean. But it's not as if I don't ever splurge. I love a grain-free veggie pizza with no cheese."
The table gasped.
"Veggie pizza with no cheese!" Meemaw looked appalled. "That's not pizza! What's the point without the cheese?"
Javy passed the tureen to Betsy, who scowled at her grandmother. "It's still pizza, Meemaw. I might try that sometime."
Alex choked on a sip of tea. I elbowed him as Betsy leaned around Javy to glare at her cousin.
"I agree that on occasion, you gotta splurge."
Alex laughed under his breath. "Cheese is your favorite food group, Bets." The idea of Betsy eating clean really seemed to tickle his funny bone. He was lucky she wasn't sitting closer to him. He'd pay later.
Her knuckles were white as she gripped her knife. "And yours is beer foam."
The table went silent.”
― Kate Young, Southern Sass and a Crispy Corpse