Age is something that doesn't matter, unless you are a cheese
Upscale people are fixated with food simply because they are now able to eat so much of it without getting fat, and the reason they don't get fat is that they maintain a profligate level of calorie expenditure. The very same people whose evenings begin with melted goats cheese... get up at dawn to run, break for a mid-morning aerobics class, and watch the evening news while racing on a stationary bicycle.
Wine and cheese are ageless companions, like aspirin and aches, or June and moon, or good people and noble ventures.
Coleridge says that to bait a mouse-trap is as much as to say to the mouse, 'Come and have a piece of cheese,' and then, when it accepts the invitation, to do it to death is a betrayal of the laws of hospitality.
I do like a little romance... just a sniff, as I call it, of the rocks and valleys. Of course, bread-and-cheese is the real thing. The rocks and valleys are no good at all, if you haven't got that.
If I had to give up cheese or chocolate, I'd give up chocolate in a heartbeat.
Once we hit forty, women only have about four taste buds left: one for vodka, one for wine, one for cheese, and one for chocolate.
I don't eat celery. I eat raw milk, cheeses.
To help my muscles rebuild after I work out, I have a small serving of cottage cheese.
I refrain from lots of things I love, like cheese and carbs.
I eat plenty of greens every day, my favorite being watercress.
When I'm not working, I would kill to have some sort of creative outlet other than, say, a coloring book. And when I'm working, I want to do all those things I was griping about - you know, make a turkey-and-cheese sandwich, put it in a zip-top bag, and stick it in a lunch box right now!
My mother and I, our favorite part of any baked pasta is the top, where the cheese gets crusty.
I made lemon spaghetti in an early season of 'Everyday Italian,' and to this day people still come up to me and say they love it. It's very, very simple. Basically, you cook the pasta and mix together Parmesan cheese, olive oil, lemon juice and zest and pour it over the pasta.
The poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.
Pessimism is as American as apple pie - frozen apple pie with a slice of processed cheese.
Cheese steaks are the gastronomic icons of this ethnic city.
Age is something that doesn't matter, unless you are a cheese.