Dishing the Dirt Quotes

“You look as if you’ve crawled out of a young offenders’ institute. Go upstairs and wash that muck off,”
― M.C. Beaton, Dishing the Dirt

“Agatha’s last case had concerned a Sweeny Todd of a murderer over at Winter Parva.”
― M.C. Beaton, Dishing the Dirt

“Agatha had initially planned to treat herself to lunch at the Randolph Hotel, but instead she walked into McDonald’s, ignoring the cry from a wild-eyed woman of, “Capitalist swine.” Agatha ordered a burger, fries and a black coffee and secured a table by looming over two students and driving them away. She wished she had gone to the Randolph instead. It was all the fault of the politically correct and people like that woman who had shouted at her, she reflected. It was the sort of thing that made you want to buy a mink coat, smoke twenty a day and eat in McDonald’s out of sheer bloody-mindedness.”
― M.C. Beaton, Dishing the Dirt

“The pub had become a gastro pub, which meant the same old food with the usual gastro pub descriptions. Salads were “drizzled” with vinaigrette. There was a soup of “foraged” greens. Cheese on toast was described as “whipped goat’s curd, garden shoots and pickled alliums.” She ordered the “taste of Italy, home-cooked lasagne with hard-cut chips.” “What are hard-cut chips?” Agatha asked the landlord, John Fletcher. “Because it’s hard to get the frozen ones out of the bag,” he said. “And you don’t even blush,” said Agatha. “Okay, I’ll have the lasagne and a glass of Merlot.”
― M.C. Beaton, Dishing the Dirt

“Have you ever considered,” said the vicar’s wife cautiously, “that Sir Charles’s pretty constant presence is stopping you from finding a suitable man?”
― M.C. Beaton, Dishing the Dirt

“Once inside her cottage, she slumped down on her sofa. The cats prowled around her hopefully. Agatha often forgot that she had fed them and would feed them again, but this time, she felt too tired to move.”
― M.C. Beaton, Dishing the Dirt