Cook Quotes

Cook Quotes by Andy Kindler, Gordon Ramsay, N. T. Rama Rao, Jr., Action Bronson, Ruth Reichl, Howie Mandel and many others.

I don’t hate Dane Cook, but I am trying to go after people I think are capable of more.
I cook, I create, I’m incredibly excited by what I do, I’ve still got a lot to achieve.
Whenever I am stressed, I cook a good meal for my wife. Many people don’t know this, but I’m actually a great cook.
I love to cook a meal for the so-called holidays. You always need the turkey. I like making a good BBQ brisket as well.
I’m a home cook, and I’m constantly embarrassed by twentysomethings who really do know the mechanics of cooking. How to build a sauce.
My wife doesn’t cook, so we eat out every night. It’s not fine dining or anything – we’re not fancy people.
The time has come to recognize that food, how we produce it, process it, package it, sell it, cook it and eat it, is as important as any other issue.
As always, I wrote songs. Some people cook or play sports. This is what I love to do. Sometimes I can’t express myself that well in talk, so I write songs.
I love to cook. I love to cook for myself and my husband and big groups. I find it very relaxing, and I love socializing around a dinner table.
My youngest son becomes an award-winning nature photographer, and I cannot resist writing poems to his pictures. My daughter loves to cook, though I do not. Yet together, we write a cookbook with fairy tales. And now a second.
My big advert was for ketchup. I come home from school, cook my brother and sister their dinner, ride my bike in the garden. Remember that one? People cried at that advert. It won awards. I was 12.
I’m a home cook and love to read about food, but I’m not trained as a chef. I’m just really into cooking and passionate about it.
My favorite way to cook trout is whole, bone-in, on the grill. The fish are stuffed with sliced lemons and herb sprigs, brushed with oil, and cooked over fairly hot coals until the skin is crisp and the flesh is moist and flaky. Go ahead and gild the lily by adding a sauce.
I can’t cook.
I was extremely curious growing up. I taught myself how to sew, French braid, and cook. When I wasn’t creating things with my hands, I was learning more about tech. I was experimenting with email at nine, had my first cell phone at 13, and was truly obsessed with the Internet as a teenager.
Did I get to go to my friendshouses and eat junk food? Sure. And I’m a great cook. And, guess what? There’s no prepared food in my house.
I don’t consider myself a rock star chef, I really don’t. I cook for a living and I try to help out as many people as I can in my life and that’s all I care about. I don’t care about the fame of television, I use to a lot.
The secret is to cook the aubergines the day before and let them dry of all the oil they drank in cooking. When you cook aubergine, they eat a lot of oil. It can be very heavy.
I can’t look at John Prescott without thinking of Les Dawson, and Robin Cook is a caricature of himself.
I’m a terrible cook. I am not allowed to go in the kitchen anymore after I almost burned down the apartment in New York.
The qualities of an exceptional cook are akin to those of a successful tightrope walker: an abiding passion for the task, courage to go out on a limb and an impeccable sense of balance.
When I’m hiring a cook for one of my restaurants, and I want to see what they can do, I usually ask them to make me an omelette.
I don’t cook. My mother didn’t cook. My daughter doesn’t cook.
I have to go out for lunch and dinner because I can’t cook. I need a woman to come and save me from my cooking.
It is very important that when you put something on the grill, you leave it in place to cook. If you move it around too quickly, chances are it is going to stick.
The magazine, the daytime show, we’ve always tried to write affordable, accessible. Those are key words for us, and I do mean us, a huge staff of people at the magazine who love to cook affordable, friendly food that helps families eat better for less.
I can’t cook, but I have a nice book of menus… and I can plate and set the table.
My inspiration was my mom. She’s a great cook, and she still cooks, and we still banter back and forth about cooking. Growing up in a mostly Portuguese community, food was important and the family table was extremely important. At a very young age I understood that.
I don’t like eating outside food at all. I do it only if there is absolutely no choice. Whenever I have a party at home, and even if there are 25 people coming, I make it a point to cook everything at home, and I don’t get any stuff from outside.
I can do basics, but I’m not a proper cook. I can do a roast. I can stick a chicken in the oven with vegetables.
A chef’s palate is born out of his childhood, and one thing all chefs have in common is a mother who can cook.
If you like good ol’ fashion Southern soul food then, yes, I am a good cook! My specialty is chicken dumplings and poke salad.
I believe that anyone can cook a great meal. Basically all you need to do is get your hands on some fresh ingredients and not be afraid to make a mess in the kitchen.
I pay attention to my nails. I have had this particular German nail kit for years, and I take it everywhere. If I don’t trim and file my nails, they turn into talons. I cook a lot, too, and I don’t like to see bits of food stuck under them.
If you’re going to start a fire, why cook just one chicken?
I love to feed people, and I like to cook food they want to eat and food that will be good for them. I try to cook them things that are lower in fat and see if they will eat them.
I’m good in the kitchen. I can cook seafood, collard greens, black-eyed peas.
I’m an actress, a writer, the editor-in-chief of my lifestyle brand ‘The Tig’, a pretty good cook, and a firm believer in handwritten notes.
I write for a radio show that, no matter what, will go on the air Saturday at five o’clock central time. You learn to write toward that deadline, to let the adrenaline pick you up on Friday morning and carry you through, to cook up a monologue about Lake Wobegon and get to the theater on time.
Going to Europe as a budding cook opened my eyes to food in a different way. When I got to Italy, the first thing I did was put my little basil plants in the ground and watch them turn into big, healthy bushes.
I’ve always been known for bold flavors and rustic cooking, but there is another side to me. As you evolve as a cook, you understand life and how serious it is. There comes a point where there’s got to be a better balance.
I know that I won’t be modelling forever, but I think I’ll be in the entertainment industry. I would love to host a talk show one day or have a cooking show. I love to cook… I’m really open, so we’ll see.
I really like to cook and have dinner parties and I like to clean, it really clears my head and it makes me feel good to keep my home as a comfortable place.
In Paris and later in Marseille, I was surrounded by some of the best food in the world, and I had an enthusiastic audience in my husband, so it seemed only logical that I should learn how to cook ‘la cuisine bourgeoise’ – good, traditional French home cooking.
Courtship is like simmering mutton. You cook for hours and hours to taste the soft meat. It doesn’t happen in two seconds!
My kids really like food, and they like to cook, so it’s a lot of fun to shop with them.
Occasionally I volunteer in the kitchen of a pop-up supper club in L.A., which I really love. It’s like being a line cook in a great restaurant for one night at a time.
I like to cook with the philosophy of using great ingredients and not altering them too much.
When I was 14 years old, I decided I could cook. It was either that or puberty.
I start the day with oatmeal with vanilla almond milk. If I don’t, I’m dying by noon and eating everything in sight. On-set, I avoid crap and pack soup and salad. I cook pork chops or turkey tacos for dinner.
A tradition I have on Christmas morning – my son has always been the one that cooks the breakfast and I am always the one in the evening attempting to cook the beautiful Christmas dinner. And during the day we just have a nice snore, a nice relax and watch a movie.
I’ve always gone out with men who wanted a cook all the time.
There’s a battle between what the cook thinks is high art and what the customer just wants to eat.
My husband is the cook at our house. I can make dessert and salad, but I stay away from meals. He makes amazing omelets, fish, and grilled vegetables like Brussels sprouts and cauliflower.
The process and organization leading up to cooking the egg can tell you a lot about the cook.
The French cook; we open tins.
I have heard repeated stories of meth users leaving their children unattended for days as they cook, use and then sleep off the intense effects of methamphetamine.
I think it bespeaks a generous nature, a man who can cook.
People always comment about my clothes. They don’t think a fashionable woman can love food and be knowledgeable and actually cook.
Unfortunately, I cook for two boys, and they don’t care what it looks like on the plate, and neither do I.
When I was alone, I lived on eggplant, the stove top cook’s strongest ally. I fried it and stewed it, and ate it crisp and sludgy, hot and cold. It was cheap and filling and was delicious in all manner of strange combinations. If any was left over, I ate it cold the next day on bread.
My mother had a Spanish upbringing. She was an excellent cook. Everything was home-made. We didn’t eat food with smiley faces on it. My Mum passed away in 1994. I miss her. I miss her cooking. It would be nice to have a meal with her again.
If there’s friends around, I’ll cook. Or if I have a girlfriend. But on my own I kind of fell out of the habit of it, and it’s a shame really because I know it’s good for me. It’s something quite therapeutic.
Like most people, I cook about a dozen dishes, over and over again, and to stretch the menu has meant stretching my competence to breaking point.
Always look for the best ingredients, treat the food you cook with respect, always read the entire recipe first, be organized, and have fun.
There’s only one cook in the kitchen, only one chef. I let the soloists do their thing – you’ve gotta let a man do a solo the way he wants – but as far as picking the tunes and working on the arrangements, I take full responsibility for it.
My least favorite ingredient to cook with is black pepper.
My whole life, I have been trying to cook an egg in the right way.
I make a really delicious eggplant and squash curry that’s inspired by Vij of Vij’s Restaurant, a great chef and restaurateur in Vancouver. I like to cook that dish because it’s really simple, but the flavor is so pungent and intense that I feel like I’m a real chef whenever I create it.
I’m not a trained chef. I’m a self-taught cook, and I want people to be like, ‘Yo, I could do that! Maybe I didn’t think to or maybe it seemed harder than it really is.’
I love my kitchen. On the weekends, we have friends over, the kids are buzzing around, and we cook and talk.
I don’t have a whole bunch of literary connections. I don’t write reviews or attend writer’s conferences. I’m kind of shy and don’t want to go to a party. I just want to stay home and read my murder mysteries and try to write and cook dinner.
What worries me is that, because of the amount of media coverage of food, Britain seems to have become a foodie nation – but I’m not sure it actually has. I’m not sure there’s been a huge change in the pantry at home or what we cook for supper.
I learned how to cook and do a lot of marital things.
Nobody cooks anymore. To me, to watch your parents cook, and to have a house that smells warm and delicious, is a very vital memory that I think kids don’t really have anymore.
I can make a couple of good sandwiches: tuna salad and chopped egg salad. And Greek bean soup. I was a cook for my old Zen master for many years. So there were two or three dishes that he liked, you know. Teriyaki salmon, a few things.
Learning to cook at school gave me the confidence to experiment in the kitchen when I left home in my late teens – I wasn’t intimidated by it.
Europeans fought for shorter workdays, more vacation time, family leave, and all these kinds of things. Those haven‘t been priorities in America: it’s been about money. You see, in the countries that fought for time, they cook more often; they have less obesity. There are real benefits to having time.
I always knew that food and wine were vital, with my mother being Italian and a good cook.
My mom is a really good cook. I didn’t get the cooking gene, but she cooks this really amazing dinner every Christmas, and that’s always really fun.
My favorite southern dish has to be fried chicken. I love to cook it. I love to have it in the summer.
I cook Italian, Thai and Vietnamese, I’ve always liked to cook.
Believe me, I did not come to London to cook farmed fish. All my fish are wild.
My dream as a passionate cook has been to go to Le Cordon Bleu. Never could my most incredible dream have lived up to the experience. The food, the lesson, the chef, the ingredients – all the best of the best. I see why Le Cordon Bleu is world-renowned.
25 years ago, when I started in New York, I had the pleasure to cook for Andy Warhol. At the time, I could have traded art for food – I should have done so, because I could get his work for nothing!
I don’t cook. I think they named the ‘Mike‘-rowave after me.
Okra is the closest thing to nylon I’ve ever eaten. It’s like they bred cotton with a green bean. Okra, tastes like snot. The more you cook it, the more it turns into string.
I can cook really complicated recipes, but it takes a real talent to do the perfect egg.
If you cook something on the show, and I don’t like it, I’m going to tell you. I don’t understand how you could watch any of these morning shows, and everything everybody cooks is absolutely delicious. Are you kidding me, man?
In theory, food writing is an aid or a prelude to actual meals: you read a recipe, and then you cook. In practice – in a ‘paradox‘ that Michael Pollan, among others, has identified – our current gastronomic fantasies, particularly on TV, have coincided with a decline in home cooking.
Like many women, I stay active juggling many aspects of a very full life! I’m a busy mom. I also love to travel, garden, cook and volunteer at my kids school.
I’ll cook a batch of brown rice or quinoa and keep it in the fridge, so when I get hungry, I can easily dress it up with olive oil, lemon, and salt and pepper, and then add veggies.
I can cook anything.
Stone-ground grits are wonderful, but because they take so long to cook, I usually go with quick cooking grits – which I also love. But I never make the instant kind – some things a Southerner just won’t do!
I’m a rather crude cook.
I am an indifferent cook, but I can make pie.
I only really cook for myself once or twice a week, but I cook for my dogs almost every day.
My mother was an awful cook, an exceptionally awful kosher cook, but I stayed kosher until I got to college, even though I’d long stopped believing in God.
I eat very well. I cook for my family every night. We eat a variety of things, including chicken, fish, pork, lentils, all veggies, pastas, and salads. You name it, we eat it – except salmon, which I find disgusting. Sorry, salmon.
After a show, people say, ‘I bet you want to just sit back and relax.’ No way. First thing I want to do when I’m home is cook.
When you cook a sausage, the skin sometimes breaks and the ground meat comes apart.
The romantic person instinctively sees marriage in terms of emotions, but what a couple actually gets up to together over a lifetime has much more in common with the workings of a small business. They must draw up work rosters, clean, chauffeur, cook, fix, throw away, mind, hire, fire, reconcile, and budget.
The thing about being at home versus being out in the world working is, it’s a whole different vibe. When I’m home with my kids and partner, I will cook – even though she’s a very good cook. She’s learned over the years. We started with basics, you know, how to saute onions, how to saute mushrooms.
Part of what makes a great chef is the ability to adapt, cook, and to taste. A great chef will use all their food knowledge, food memories, and senses to work with each ingredient and apply themselves to the dish they are creating.
I go four- wheeling in my truck. I also like to fish, cook, do stuff around my house. I even studied fencing for awhile.
There are two proper ways to use garlic: pounding and blooming. Neither involves a press, which is little more than a torture device for a beloved ingredient, smushing it up into watery squiggles of inconsistent size that will never cook evenly or vanish into a vinaigrette. If you have one, throw it away!
When I was younger, my dad taught me how to cook. He’s a genius in the kitchen. I went to Vietnam with my parents, and I went on a cooking course with him.
They wouldn’t take me in the navy because of my glass eye. So I joined the merchant navy, who allowed monocular crew if you worked in the kitchens. You’re not wanted on deck or in the engine room with one eye, but you’re good to fire up the ovens and cook hundreds of chops.
I can cook to please people, but it’s quite conventional. I make a good sponge cake. I find it hard to follow recipes.
I was like any new bride, who said, ‘I’m going to cook for my man.’ In fact, once I started a small kitchen fire in a pan. Smoke was pouring from the pan, and I got really scared. Right next to our stove is a small fire extinguisher. You know, easy access.
My daughters are both funny and smart and lots of fun. They play lacrosse, soccer, musical instruments, like to cook with me, and are naturals in the swimming pool. Honestly, though, what I like doing most with them is eating. I’ve worked really hard to make sure they are willing to try all sorts of different foods.
Get up, groan, write a bit, moan, eat breakfast, write some more, cycle my bike through the Sligo hills, make up country songs as I pedal along, sing them, have lunch, have a nap, groan, moan, write a small bit more, cook dinner, feed wifey, open a bottle, or several, slump, sleep.
No one who cooks, cooks alone. Even at her most solitary, a cook in the kitchen is surrounded by generations of cooks past, the advice and menus of cooks present, and the wisdom of cookbook writers.
I’ve never been a great cook.
I don’t know what singers feel like when they make a song and people clap along and love it, but when people walk up to me and say the food was outstanding, that’s what it is all about. I cook because I like to make people happy.
I couldn’t cook. I could put a pizza from Iceland in the oven, but that was it.
I like to play board games a lot with my girl, things like that. We attempt to cook. And even if it goes wrong, it doesn’t matter because it’s the time you spend doing it that’s important.
I have so many friends who don’t know how to cook.
I am a fantastic cook. It’s my great passion.
Since I don’t have much time to cook, I tend to cook in bulk and eat leftovers.
When I cook, it’s something nobody else would enjoy.
I cook all my meals at home.
I’ve been really fortunate in that I guess I was hired to do ‘A Cook’s Tour;’ I was already a known quantity, meaning I had written a really obnoxious book and nobody expected me to be anyone that I wasn’t already.
Now everybody thinks that once you do Top Chef, then 13 weeks later you’re a chef. Nobody wants to learn to cook anymore.
If you didn’t know that I am an actress, I don’t think you could tell from my lifestyle. I cook and cook and cook. I like to be with my daughter. She’s 16, so of course I bore her.
Lentil dhal is the only thing I can cook.
I was a dishwasher at one of those Japanese places that cook on your table. Not too fun.
I have held the following jobs: office temp, ticket seller in movie theatre, cook in restaurant, nanny, and phone installer at the Super Bowl in New Orleans.
If you look at tailgating, everyone does it. It’s for everyone who likes to cook outdoors. It could be a 4th of July picnic.
And I love to cook! I’ve impressed hundreds of women with my cooking. And they always come back for more.
Mum doesn’t like it when I mention that Dad’s a better cook than her. He was born in Spain and spent eight years in Portugal and is exceptional at lots of cuisines.
The only thing I can cook is Welsh rarebit.
The universe is hilarious! Like, Venus is 900 degrees. I could tell you it melts lead. But that’s not as fun as saying, ‘You can cook a pizza on the windowsill in nine seconds.’ And next time my fans eat pizza, they’re thinking of Venus!
I’ll starve to death before I’ll cook for myself.
I love a good paella, so I’d love to be able to know how to cook one.
I like to cook simple things, like vegetable egg-white omelets; roast chicken; sauteed chicken breast with curry powder; and Greek salad. Just things that are fresh and healthy and fast and easy, because I have such a crazy schedule.
Even though Czech food is traditionally a bit heavy, especially for a climber, I can’t resist some dishes: sveckova, for example, is beef in a creamy sauce with celery and dumplings. It’s probably fortunate that I don’t know how to cook it myself.
After years of working in professional kitchens, and then spending so much time in a lot of different home kitchens, I realized that there’s a huge gap in the market where you have people who develop cookware but who don’t actually cook.
I call all chefs ‘cooks.’ They’re all cooks. That’s what we do, we cook. You’re a chef when you’re running a kitchen.
I cook more theoretically than I do practically. My job is creative, and in the kitchen, the biggest part of my creativity is theoretical.
I love to cook, it’s one of my most favorite things in the world. That’s why I stopped being a vegetarian – I didn’t want to serve people things I hadn’t tasted myself.
For a dude, I think I do cook. I’m a stay-at-home parent a lot of the time.
At home in Ghaziabad, everyone is a pure vegetarian. In fact, when I want to cook non-veg there, my mum shoos me out on the terrace where I have my cooking utensils. I’m told categorically that whatever non-veg or egg, etc., that I have to cook, I should do upstairs and not enter her kitchen at all.
‘Chef’ doesn’t mean that you’re the best cook, it simply meansboss.’
I know that you like to see a man in the kitchen, but I’m skeptical of men who cook. A man should be focusing his attention on the woman, and not what’s on the stove.
I like getting to be in the adult world a little bit and then getting to be in the mom world and cook dinners. And, for me, that balance is what makes it nice.
A good cook is like a sorceress who dispenses happiness.
I am a horrible visual artist. I can’t fix a car, sew, knit, cook, etc. Statistically, there is more I don’t do than do.
I never cook. My favorite place to eat is Smith & Wollensky in Chicago.
I have loved to cook since I was a child in my mother’s kitchen. If I don’t have time to cook, I’ll just read a cookbook.
I’m a terrible cook, so I usually eat out with friends.
With wok cooking, you chop things up into little pieces for maximum surface area, so they can cook in minutes, if not seconds. Sauteing is energy efficient; baking is not.
I love to cook. I’m a sailor. And I was the eighth-grade ping-pong champion.
My husband cooks fancier food for himself than I’ve ever cooked on-air. I call him from the road, and he’s making champagne-vanilla salmon or black-cherry pork chop. Half of me is feeling unworthy. Not only am I not a chef, I’m not a better cook than my own husband!
However, I was a restaurant critic at Chicago magazine before I worked at Esquire, and I’ve been a really enthusiastic home cook for a long time. It’s just something I’m passionate about.
I always think if you have to cook once, it should feed you twice. If you’re going to make a big chicken and vegetable soup for lunch on Monday, you stick it in the refrigerator and it’s also for Wednesday‘s dinner.
Between all four children and my husband, I don’t get to do much. But when I am in England, I cook and I garden, and it’s much more calming and relaxed.
Flesh-meats will depreciate the blood. Cook meat with spices, and eat it with rich cakes and pies, and you have a bad quality of blood.
If I have a really bad cook or a bad manager or bad sous-chef, I previously would have fired them or lost my temper. But now I realize that if I’m so right, then I should be able to communicate it so clearly that they get it.
The only projects that excite me have to be tied to some aspect of social change. No matter how beautiful, a coffee book doesn’t exactly move you to change the way you cook or eat.
I’m not a cooking person, so there’s not much in the fridge. On the rare occasion that I do cook, I make myself breakfast. Eggs are my go-to in the morning for some protein. Orange juice as well. You have to start your day off with that.
I think children learning to cook can be such a wonderful thing. It can help build confidence, make them feel good about themselves. It helped me build my ego and even start to get acceptance at school. I’d bring things to class that I’d cooked at home.
I love good food. I’m an epicurean, that’s for sure… But I am not really a good cook.
I love to cook for people. It’s my honor, honestly. It’s what I have to give.
Why don’t we focus on what Afghan women can do? They can cook, bear children and pray. As I recall, that was fine for our grandmothers.
You have no choice as a professional chef: you have to repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat until it becomes part of yourself. I certainly don’t cook the same way I did 40 years ago, but the technique remains. And that’s what the student needs to learn: the technique.
I don’t know how to cook, but I do know how to bake.
I love spaghetti. And I like to cook spaghetti. And I used to eat it every day. I weighed thirty pounds more than I do now. You can’t – you can’t do that.
It’s my privilege and honor to cook three meals a day for my family, and it’s a luxury on a level that I didn’t even realize, because it can be relentless for me on some days. You have pride in how you take care of your family.
I was a bar-back, which is the person who cleans the bathrooms at the end of the night in the bar, and a cook. I had kind of given up. I was into backing other people up. Music was something I just did on the side and I don’t think I had the energy to pimp myself out, like call people up and ask them to book me to play.
I use other cookbooks for inspiration. I must say I tend to cook from my own cookbooks for parties.
I’m not trying to take New York by storm. I just want to sneak in there, keep my head down, batten down the hatches and cook.
I cook with wine, sometimes I even add it to the food.
I like to cook; it is, for me, a happy combination of mindlessness and purpose.
I cook anything, be it vegetarian or non-vegetarian. But mutton dishes are my favourite.
Both my parents worked. So it wasn’t like the previous generation where we learned how to cook and bake from our mothers and grandmothers.
I cook every day. If I don’t cook, they don’t eat. Who’s going to do it? I’m their mother!
I love to cook and feed people. I cook every day.
I love to cook and I’ve cooked a lot of Bulgarian food over the years.
Tom Landry is a perfectionist. If he was married to Raquel Welch, he’d expect her to cook.
Don Meredith
No one asks the cow or the chicken where it gets its protein. I eat about 4,000 or 5,000 calories a day, and I cook for myself. I also have a line of cooks that work with me – some raw, some vegan.
If you cook chopped tomatoes with all of their juices, it takes a long time for the sauce to reach the right consistency. By then, the freshness is gone.
I’ll tell you this: I will be committed wholeheartedly to Little Big Town as long as the Lord allows this ride to continue. And then I’ll cook until way after people want to look at me.
I love to cook. I’d hoped by now I’d have a big loft. I have this fantasy that between 12 and 4, if you’re in New York, it’s known that I’ll be serving a meal and you can just show up. You can watch TV, hang out, nap. Once a month. Wouldn’t that be nice?
Sweden was once a very homogenous society, but no more. For decades, people have been coming into Sweden from all over the world, and that’s changed the way we cook.
Over the holidays is when I have the most occasions to cook and bake.
I can cook because my life depended on it when I lived in Thailand. Either I learnt cooking, or I learnt how it felt to starve. I chose cooking.
Keep in mind that in 1975, when you became a cook, it was because you were between two things: you were between getting out of the military and… going to jail. Anybody could be a cook, just like anybody could mow the lawn.
If you just feel lazy and don’t want to cook, then don’t cook.
My interest in food really began with a month’s cookery course in Frome, Somerset, after my A-levels. I left the course not an incredible cook, alas, but a real enthusiast. Food and cooking is at the core of entertaining, and my passion grew and grew.
My first school play was ‘Perkin and the Pastry Cook’ that my primary school put on, and I played a boy, and it was so much fun, and I’d love to play a boy again. I think that would be great.
When my girlfriend‘s away, I cook a big vat of meaty pasta and sauce and eat that for about a week. Then I eat out the rest of the time. When she’s home, we eat at home probably twice a week. I chop, she cooks.
Breakfast is my specialty. I admit it’s the easiest meal to cook, but I make everything with a twist, like lemon ricotta pancakes or bacon that’s baked instead of fried.
Alan Arkin is a good cook.
Nutritionists have known for some time now that in order to get people to change what they eat, we need to provide them with more access to affordable, healthy food as well as information on how to cook and prepare it.
My mother never made me do anything for my brothers, like serve them. I think that’s an important lesson, especially for the Latino culture, because the women are expected to be the ones that serve and cook and whatever. Not in our family. Everybody was equal.
There is no one who would have me – I can’t cook.
I’m a really good cook. I left home to start my career at 15 – so my choices were to either learn to cook or eat Ramen noodles for the rest of my life.
When I moved to Paris at 16, I held a dinner party in my first apartment and served only red wine, French fries, and mashed potatoes. Unable to cook, I relied on people taking me out.
Flavor Five is a book with recipes using five ingredients to possibly be cooked in just five minutes. It will be very user-friendly for the home cook on the run.
I train my chefs completely different to anyone else. My young girls and guys, when they come to the kitchen, the first thing they get is a blindfold. They get blindfolded and they get sat down at the chef’s table… Unless they can identify what they’re tasting, they don’t get to cook it.
I have strong feelings about cookbooks because I am a lover of them and student of them and devourer of them and collect them. I find them to be a great source of inspiration. When I was a cook and not making much money, I always used to spend most of what I had on cookbooks.
I don’t really cook much. I’m more of a baker. My favorite things to bake that everybody loves, and I can only keep in the house for about ten minutes, are 7-Up cake and Pineapple Upside-Down cake.
I cook every day.
Home economics – kids in school used to be taught how to shop, how to cook from scratch, how to be in control of their diets. Doesn’t happen anymore.
My mom and sister and I all cook.
I love to cook, and my wife loves to cook. Sometimes it’s the appeal of the simplest of dishes – things you’ve grown up with in your life. Your emotional memory – something that not only affects your taste buds but that you’ve got an emotional attachment to.
Cook what’s fresh for the day. When you’re using fresh fruits, vegetables, and foods, it’s easier to keep the weight off. And I eat whatever I want – just not a ton of it.
I cook often when I am at home but not in college. I do it alone. It is just very relaxing to me. Just about anything that I like to eat, I can cook – chicken, salmon, stir fry. I like to cook seafood or burgers the most when I am entertaining.
Custard is controversial: what makes it a custard, how best to cook it and, crucially, is it to be eaten or put in a pie and thrown?
I’d like to cook for my granny one more time. I cooked for her a couple of times before she passed away, but I wasn’t really old enough.
I didn’t come out until 5 or 6 o’clock in the evening. Sleep all day, sleep and cook and eat, stay in the house. That sun is hot, anyway. It ain’t right out there.
I’m not a particularly good cook. Part of it is that it is the kind of cooking anybody could do if they bothered. It’s improvisational. I cook with whatever I have laying around.
Having sharp, great knives will enable you to cook very precisely. Knife skills are essential in cooking.
I love to cook, my husband and I collect wine, and in my head, I am always on Sullivan’s Island, walking the beach listening to the song of the ocean.
To be honest, ‘Ready Steady Cook’ was a great opportunity, but I did compromise myself. I was stood there quizzing chefs on what they were doing when I knew exactly what they were doing and why.
I have built my own factory on my own ground, 38 by 208 feet. I employ in that factory seven people, including a bookkeeper, a stenographer, a cook and a housegirl.
One of the biggest mistakes people make when they cook for other people is to think that it has to be fancy and elaborate. This results in enormous expense and nine days of labor, plus you end up trying to assemble a croquembouche in front of your guests and everyone’s experiencing flop sweat.
I am a woman who came from the cotton fields of the South. From there I was promoted to the washtub. From there I was promoted to the cook kitchen. And from there I promoted myself into the business of manufacturing hair goods and preparations.
Mama was a natural cook. At harvest time, she would whip up a noontime dinner for the men in the field: fried chicken with milk gravy, ham, mashed potatoes, lima beans, field peas, corn, slaw, sliced tomatoes, fried apples, biscuits, and peach pie.
For reasons I didn’t understand, I felt I needed to learn how to cook the food of France and knew that I was going to have to get over to the country: to Paris, I’d always assumed.
It’s incredible what happens when you explain to kids what good food is – they get so excited! They go home and tell their parents… and they’re excited to cook the recipes themselves in class.
Twelve-piece cookware sets for ninety-nine bucks are routinely hawked on late-night TV – often by friends of mine. But with a mere five pieces, you can do whatever you like – slay the dragon and then cook its tenderloin in the style of the duke of Wellington, if you want to.
Being a cook doesn’t necessarily mean you are a competitor.
In China, I lived in a dormitory, and the government paid for everything – food, buses. In Iowa, I had to run after the bus, and cook for myself. The first weeks in the U.S., I was asking, ‘Where is my food?’
Centenarians are still living near their children and feel loved and the expectation to love. Instead of being mere recipients of care, they are contributors to the lives of their families. They grow gardens to contribute vegetables, they continue to cook and clean.
I think for me, as far as cooking, some of it came naturally just from watching my dad. My dad was more of the cook than my mom was, so it’s just handing it down from generation to generation. I just love to cook and have fun. And as performers, we love to cook, and we love to entertain people.
I’m not on chef level, but I’d make a good line cook. That’s not too shabby.
When I was first approached for ‘Pass the Plate,’ I was thrilled because I love to cook. And I love to cook healthy. The reason I started cooking was because I would go to restaurants and have just amazing food but feel so heavy and gross. I would go home and try to cook the same thing, but a healthy version.
I cook. I walk. I go to the movies. I meditate.
I have always lived an ordinary life, and always will. It’s who and what has to do with my job that makes it ‘unordinary.’ I cook, go to the supermarket, pick my children up at school.
We are the species who cooks. No other species cooks. And when we learned to cook, we became truly human.
I could make a martyrly claim to having been the victim of childhood enslavement when I report that I started regularly cooking with my mother at a hot stove when I was five. But the truth is I wanted to cook. Cooking meant being near food.
I hate the gym, so I try to diversify my workouts with swimming and basketball. Indoors, it’s less boring than running. I do find that diet is key. I eat lots of lean protein, no soda, no fast food or fried foods, and a lot of water. But I love food and often cook.
I don’t cook, ’cause I don’t know how to cook.
Most of the southern hemisphere is unexplored. We had more exploration ships down there during Captain Cook’s time than now. It’s amazing.
I can’t really cook, but the first dish I ever made was for my girlfriend, Eleanor. I made chicken breast wrapped in ham, homemade mashed potatoes, and gravy.
I’m a simple hillbilly. I don’t like eating modern, industrialized, fast food. I grew up eating home-cooked food. So when I’m traveling abroad, like when I recently received a six-month writing fellowship to Iowa in the U.S., I like to cook my own food.
The only kind of restaurant I could imagine doing would be the extraordinarily snooty restaurant with three or four tables, and I would cook what I felt like cooking. And you could eat it or not.
A bad boyfriend is someone you give everything to – you live with him, cook for him, sleep with him – thinking he is going to marry you and then he doesn’t. When you are giving your all to a job and not getting credit, your job is a bad boyfriend.
Even cooking at home, the difference between my wife cooking and me cooking is major. When my wife cooks, the kitchen looks like a disaster. When I cook it’s completely clean and organized and it doesn’t look like anyone has been cooking in there.
I had to have a large kitchen because I look to cook.
My mother was really young when she had me, so she was a horrible cook, but we lived with my grandmother, who was fantastic. We eventually got our own place, and my mother started learning to cook. But it was also the ’70s, so she was very experimental, and, well – thank God we had a dog.
It’s like, hey, some people cook for a living, and some people milk cows. I write songs.
When I cook a meal, I like to serve things one by one and keep them separate. I get that from my father – he’s such a purist. Some people even put their desserts on the main plate. It’s just wrong.
It’s very important in a restaurant to really do the right hiring because there’s no restaurant that you have one cook and one chef and nobody else in the kitchen. Generally you have five, ten, 15 people with you. So that’s really important is to train them right, but first you have to hire the right people.
I’m the kind of girl who thinks about what she’s gonna cook for dinner when she’s finishing her lunch.
Travelex has grown into a global business in just 25 years. The acquisition of Thomas Cook’s Global & Financial Services has created a business that would have had a combined turnover of U.S. $28.4 billion in 2000.
Manage the heat, let the meat cook, and you’ll get fantastic results.
I think especially older people, and I count myself one, in the business – people get to know who you really are. So there comes a time when you can’t just go in and audition without everybody knowing exactly how you’ve brought up your kids, what you said at the meeting, what kind of food you cook.
Give yourself enough time to really learn how to cook.
My husband thinks he’s compromising if we have one cook instead of three.
I love to cook, and I love to have all my family around the dinner table.
My goal in ‘Live to Cook’ is to make great food more approachable for home cooks.
For example, when my mother died, the people who showed up just to put an apron on to cook, people who really do the right thing, so to speak, as my momma would always say to show that they care, a sense of community that we’ve lost so much in our country.
My aim is always just to get one person a day to exercise and cook healthy food.
My daughters think I am a terrible cook, but I try really hard. I would really like to be a better cook.
I’m not a cook at all, but I wanted to have a house with a really nice kitchen.
I hate ‘foodie’ because it’s cute, like pretty much all diminutives associated with eating. ‘Veggies,’ ‘sammies,’ ‘parm.’ I eat food, and I cook it: it’s for eating, preferably with friends, and I don’t make a fetish out of it.
People tend to associate fairies with princesses, but they couldn’t be more different. Princesses have dynastic and domestic pressures, and they get parked on glass hills. Fairies don’t have families. They don’t clean or cook. They sip nectar from flowers and dance by the light of the moon.
I cook a little – I’ve never taken classes or anything – but enough to get by.
I love to cook.
I’m good at anything that’s country – biscuits, gravy, chicken-fried steak. Look at me, for God’s sake. I cook what I like to eat.
I love to cook, and I’ve just gotten more and more into it over the years, just because it’s the best way to stay creative.
When I pick my greens, right, I smile. I smile when I pick the greens, and when I wash the greens, I smile. Then when I cut them up, I smile. And then when I cook them, I smile. They call it joyful greens.
I love to cook like a mad man. If I could do it all over again? I would be a NBA basketball player.
Henry Zebrowski
I cook. I go to farmers markets in London and cook really good sort of organic foods.
In my district back in Texas, significant because we have a big solar panel production plant in Keller, Texas, we have a wind turbine plant in Gainesville, Texas, up in Cook Country.
My mother doesn’t cook; my grandmother didn’t cook. Her kids were raised by servants. They would joke about Sunday night dinner. It was the only night she would cook, and apparently it was just horrendous, like scrambled eggs and Campbell‘s soup.
My mum is Brazilian and very proud. I’d love to do a Brazilian film. I’ve been brought up in the Brazilian culture. My mum brought me up on my own, I cook Brazilian food, I’ve never spoken a word of English to my mother.
I can’t cook. I don’t have the right brain for it, somehow. I can’t walk into a room and tidy it up. I get distracted. I pick up one thing and I start looking at it. And my cooking is truly heinous.
I was too thin. I was working all the time, not eating at home. Spaghetti bolognese on planes. Ugh. Now most of my meals I cook for myself with organic ingredients.
My grandfather, Harry Ferguson, was a butcher in Hill of Beath; so even though my grandparents lived in some poverty, we got loads of beef. My grandmother, Meg, was a fine Scottish cook who did slow cooking.
I cook mostly vegetarian vegetable and bean stews. Quinoa salads. I make my mother-in-law‘s recipe for chicken and barley stew all the time.
I love to cook so much. I like to cook everything. I really like to eat my food.
I try to cook more now so I can control my diet and what I ingest.
I enjoy what I do because it keeps evolving – when I was a cook, I wanted to be a chef de partie; when I was a chef de partie, I wanted to be a chef; when I was a chef, I wanted to be a restaurateur, and now I am a chef entrepreneur. I am still fulfilling my dream.
I think that romance sort of coincides with effort, so you can fall flat on your face, but as long as you’re making a great effort, I think it comes off as romantic. So it can be something as simple as, like, if you’re someone who doesn’t cook, you can make a meal.
I’m not afraid to eat breakfast at three in the morning. As a kid, I used to go to bed at 8 P.M., wake up at 1 A.M. when my grandma would cook me breakfast, and then I’d pass out again.
My feeling is that if you can cook, I can teach you how to do television.
There isn’t a spare minute in the day. I have spent my life doing everything. I work. I go home. I do the shopping. I cook. Then there’s the laundry and the dog. Most of my life, I have been a working mother. And even when I wasn’t, I still did it all.
Simply by starting to cook again, you declare your independence from the culture of fast food. As soon as you cook, you start thinking about ingredients. You start thinking about plants and animals and not the microwave. And you will find that your diet, just by that one simple act, that is greatly improved.
I always knew how to cook and at one point in my career where I had done nine television pilots before Three’s Company and they all failed, I just got discouraged.
My mom is a really good cook. We used to make dumplings together.
Preparing and cooking squid is easier than most fish. The only thing to remember is not to cook it for too long.
Humans have a fraught relationship with beasts. They are our companions and our chattel, our family members and our laborers, our household pets and our household pests. We love them and cage them, admire them and abuse them. And, of course, we cook and eat them.
Fifty thousand dollarsworth of cabinets isn’t going to make you a better cook; cooking is going to make you a better cook. At the end of the day, you can slice a mushroom in about three inches of space, and you can carve a chicken in a foot and a half. So it doesn’t matter how big the kitchen is.
I cook everything. I love Mediterranean cooking, I love Asian cooking. I do lots of Japanese noodles.
If I’m alone, I tend to cook for myself. I do a pretty good job of preparing healthful foods. My go-to is everything in a bowl like quinoa, avocado. Later in the day, scrambled eggs. I’m not a gourmet chef. I cook in bulk very well.
I spent 10 years fighting for reform in Cook County, and I didn’t change my DNA when I got to Washington.
God, Americans know how to cook.
One of the worst things you can do if you’re worried about breast cancer is to cook beef, pork, fish or poultry at a high temperature – which includes frying, grilling and roasting.
I would love to take a cooking class from Gandhi. Maybe I could teach him how to cook, and he could teach me his message. I wouldn’t mind learning how to make couscous from scratch from a North African woman, either.
Sorry, I’m not much of a cook.
I love food. I’m not a great cook, but I love to cook, and I like how different it is from writing.
I love to cook. My mom taught me to cook at a very, very young age.
I’m so thankful that Mum taught me to cook, because not every day is a takeaway day.
The country is making a big mistake not teaching kids to cook and raise a garden and build fires.
Food is a big part of my culture, so everyone knows how to cook. When I came to America and asked a babysitter to softboil an egg for my son and she didn’t know how, I was shocked.
I prize my seamstress, I value my copyist; but my cook, who knows well how to prepare the food to sustain life, and nourish brain, bone, and muscle, fills the most important place among the helpers in my family.
People who hardly ever cook at all, suddenly at the holidays, feel like it’s their responsibility to not only cook dinner for large groups of people suddenly, but to serve things that are fussy or fancy or formal. And I don’t think that’s what anybody really wants, especially if you’re not good at it.
Robots will harvest, cook, and serve our food. They will work in our factories, drive our cars, and walk our dogs. Like it or not, the age of work is coming to an end.
People may not know this about me, but I’ve always loved cooking. My favorite thing to cook is my mom’s spicy spaghetti.
Oh, my wife is a wonderful cook. She comes from a food-loving Italian family – her father owned a pizzeria!
I spent time at my grandfather Dino’s gourmet store where he brought in chefs from Naples to cook. I thought of them as rock stars.
I love to cook when I have the time. I don’t cook French or Mexican food with exact recipes. I just go to the supermarket and buy things that look good, and I mix it all together and invent something. Ninety-five percent of the time, I’m lucky. Sometimes not so lucky, and I say, ‘Let’s go out to dinner.’
‘One Leg Too Few’ by Peter Cook is a perfect sketch. The setting is ridiculous, the language is beautiful, and the performances make the most of every syllable and movement.
When you cook, you take a life. When you eat fish, or meat, you take a life. And you must be very respectful of the ingredients and that is very important.
I like to cook, and I tend to make those one-pot meat dishes of my Hungarian ancestors. Also, I make a great Bolognese.
It’s almost ingrained in people that, just like you can’t be a smart model, you can’t be a good-looking cook.
I have time only for cricket, and when I am not playing, I love to be at home, chat with my family, do puja with them, call for some yummy paani puri, etc. Also I love to cook. I can make dal, sabji and chicken! But, at home everybody’s a vegetarian, so I can’t cook non-veg at home!
A cook never knows if the dish he perfected for hours was described properly or if a guest even liked his food. It’s hard to spend hours perfecting a dish only to relinquish control. But chefs need to put aside their egos and trust the people serving the food.
Mustard oil is not popular in Kerala at all. We have coconut oil and refined oil. I’ve tried some sweets and, of course, the famous fish, hilsa! I have a cook here with me, so he made it in our style.
I moved in with a roommate who told me, ‘Stay with me until you can afford rent. Don’t give up.’ People who supported me were like, ‘If you don’t have money for food, I’ll cook you dinner. You don’t have money for acting class? Let’s get together and read lines.’
Whenever I cook, I think of Spanish music, so I always have to listen to some sort of salsa. It gets your body going.
I cook naked, and I walk around naked. I’m very comfortable with my body.
Food to me, in one word, is ‘creativity’ or ‘expression.’ It’s simply, ‘This is who I am at this point in time, and this is what I want to cook for you.’
I love to cook and I know a lot of people watching love those segments, but so often they feel rushed to me. If we give ’em a bit more time to breathe, people will get more out of them.
I would like to know more about how to cook Japanese food. I love it, but don’t know much about it.
My family and I cook at home almost every day together. The kitchen is the central and most important room in the house; it’s a great way for us to connect. We love going to the farmer‘s market on Sundays as a family and choosing the ingredients together.
I can’t believe how many people don’t have time to cook but have time to watch football and ‘The Voice.’ They’re certainly making a choice.
Even if I’m gone all day, breakfast is the one meal I always cook for my kids. I make French toast, oatmeal, or an egg burrito.
I buy extra virgin olive oil by the case (much less expensive this way) and reach for it several times a day. I use it to marinate and cook my protein, saute my vegetables, and drizzle on my salads.
A plancha is just a hot flat surface. So if you think about it, anything is a plancha, like a saute pan or a griddle. A la plancha is the perfect way to cook for a crowd.
A great ratatouille is one in which the vegetables interact with each other but are still discernible from each other. The trick is to cook them just right: not over, not under.
The perfect gadget would somehow allow me to fly. Isn’t that what everybody wants? It would also cook a damn good microwave pizza. So while in flight you had something to eat – an in-flight meal. Where would I go? Well, nowadays, it would probably just take me to work a lot quicker.
New York gives us a wide colour palette to cook from. We have cuisines from around the world, and that lets us pick and choose.
I tell a student that the most important class you can take is technique. A great chef is first a great technician. ‘If you are a jeweler, or a surgeon or a cook, you have to know the trade in your hand. You have to learn the process. You learn it through endless repetition until it belongs to you.
You know, not everybody can afford to pay $58 for prime rib or $650 for a bottle of wine. My friends and I cook for regular families who worry about feeding their kids and paying the bills.
I love to cook. I love having friends over and family. I am definitely a feeder – I feed everybody. I am jumping around the kitchen like a crazy woman.
I’m a breakfast type of guy. Don’t get me wrong. I can cook, I’m kinda nice on the burner, but I enjoy making breakfast. I do it all… Scrambled eggs… French toast… Pancakes… Breakfast is my thing.
You see it in the many bouncing clothes that are not just pleats. To make them, two or three people twist them – twist, twist, twist the pleats, sometimes three or four persons twist together and put it all in the machine to cook it.
Are you kidding? I’m a terrible cook, but John is a really great one. Literally, I never cook. The whole time we were dating, I prepared two officially romantic meals. Both of them were such disasters that he begs me never to go into the kitchen again.
Cooking is for chefs. Science informs us and lets us cook while knowing what we are doing, but it is not a replacement for the skills of a chef.
I found that if I offered to cook for a girl, my odds improved radically over simply asking a girl out. Through my efforts to attract the opposite sex, I found that not only did cooking work, but that it was actually fun.
I hate to cook, but I love to eat. I would want to be able to conjure yummy and healthy meals by wiggling my nose!
When I cook, my brain stops completely.
My husband is experimental, loves to cook, and is really good at it. If I do the cooking, I lose my appetite. Why is that?
I don’t cook, but I would love to learn.
For my kids, I cook everything. We have dinner every night, pretty much, just the four of us: my husband and me and our two kids.
I like to hang out with my friends. I love music. I like to go to the movies. I like to eat. I like to cook.
I only cook when I’m in love.
You know, when you get your first asparagus, or your first acorn squash, or your first really good tomato of the season, those are the moments that define the cook’s year. I get more excited by that than anything else.
I consider a good dinner party at our house to be where people drink and eat more than they’re meant to. My husband is a really fantastic cook. His mother is Italian and if you walk into our house, we assume you’re starving.
As chefs, we cook to please people, to nourish people.
I’m a professional cook. I’ve worked with other cooks from all over the world, but my family is not that way – they’re always lived within 25 miles of my hometown!
Their kitchen is their shrine, the cook their priest, the table their altar, and their belly their god.
My husband is the chef of the family; he’s a brilliant cook. Actually, it makes you quite lazy when you have somebody that’s so good at cooking under the same roof. It’s all beans or spaghetti when I’m left to run it.
When you don’t know how to cook, you just say, ‘I need something quick,’ and then you fry something up. Now that I cook, I think, ‘Do I want to have fried fish, baked fish, or grilled fish?’
Since my kitchen is the most important part of my home, I want to be creative and innovative, not only in its aesthetic, but also in the tools that I’m using to cook.
I’ve always worked a bit like a cook in a big restaurant, where you’ve got lots and lots of things laid out and you go and look into one cauldron and you look into the other and you see what’s coming to the boil.
A good chef has to be a manager, a businessman and a great cook. To marry all three together is sometimes difficult.
Everything my mother made had to cook for 80 hours, and when she made matzoh balls she didn’t know fluffy. Everything sank.
I don’t live my life as a writer. I’m a mother, an African-American woman, and I do everything that everybody else does – cook and a little bit of cleaning.
I’m not a big eater. I’m a terrible cook, and so I don’t cook for myself.
I learned to cook in self-defense. My wife doesn’t know what a kitchen is. In the first month of our marriage, she broiled lamb chops 26 nights in a row. Then I took over. I used to mind her not caring about food, but no more – as long as I can eat what I want.
People that know me know that I cook. I cook every night.
It is a religious duty for those who cook to learn how to prepare food in different ways, hygienically, for the table, so that it may be eaten with enjoyment.
Outlaw Cook’ was a revelation. Folks like Jeff Smith and Marcella Hazan got me interested in cooking, but John Thorne pushed me into the path that I follow to this day. This is the only cookbook I’ve ever read that understands how men really eat: over the sink, in the dark, greasy to the elbows.
I love to cook. I make an award-winning turkey chili.
I think you owe it to your kids to teach them how to cook – you know, self-survival.
My wife cooks. I can’t cook. I can remix leftovers pretty good, though.
I’m just trying to cook good food, and I’m not afraid to do whatever I need to do to keep the food evolving.
I mostly get takeout, I have to admit – I don’t know if that’s something to be ashamed of. I’m not much of a cook.
Fine dining teaches you how to cook many different things, and it gives you the basic fundamentals, but these specialty restaurants, they’re not teaching you the broad foundation you need to become a well-rounded cook.
I am not a fancy cook or an ambitious cook. I am a plain old cook.
Personally, I do movies the way I cook: I put in what I like in case nobody else likes it and I have to eat it for the rest of the week.
I’m very good at ordering off the menu and eating food that other people cook for me. My husband’s a fantastic cook. I always come with a good appetite!
I lived in a hut with no roof, and I rode to school on a donkey. I used to shoot birds with a slingshot to cook for dinner. Now I prefer to get my food from KFC.
Not all single women want to be married. Not all boys like football. Not all homemakers like to cook. Not all messy people are lazy. And not all the obese are gluttons. There are glands and diabetes and a dozen conditions you never heard of that may account for things. Put your sermon through the counter-stereotype sieve.
If people are made to feel uncomfortable in the kitchen, they won’t go in there. That’s why I think children learning to cook can be such a wonderful thing.
When I first started cooking, I was very much an intuitive cook when it came to taste, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want to know why some things worked and why others did not. My interest took me to culinary school.
Technology is, of course, a double edged sword. Fire can cook our food but also burn us.
I use the confit principle for chicken thighs. I season them with herbs and garlic, let them marinate, and then cook them in chicken fat.
I think anybody can cook if they take the time.
I love food. I’m a complete foodie. I love to cook. I find it very hard to say no to food. I get grumpy if I don’t get food.
When I was really, really young, I wanted to be a cook at Bob Evans because my parents would always go there every Sunday after church.
I took a cookery course. On the examination, I had to cook a cheese omelet with peas and an egg custard. With the egg custard, which was supposed to be a dessert, I forget to put the sugar in, so that’s more of a quiche, isn’t it?
I’ll go grocery shopping at the farmer’s market on a Sunday and already know what I’m going to cook for the next two, three or four days.
I love to clean. I love to cook.
I don’t do dishes, and I don’t cook, either! Everything else, I can do!
People who live in L.A. don’t like to leave their homes because they have so much space. They have the nice kitchens and a cook and a pool. When you live in L.A., there is a sense of isolation in terms of raising a family.
It’s a funny thing, but it’s often overlooked that I’m a huge devout lover of French cooking. I have the utmost respect for them, though they have lost their respect for me because they think the way I cook is nutty.
At the age of six I wanted to be a cook. At seven I wanted to be Napoleon. And my ambition has been growing steadily ever since.
Anyone who has that weird volition to become an actor probably has a weird volition to do lots of other creative things – to write, to play music, to paint, to cook.
When I’m home, I cook my own dinner, all organic.
I would love to do a western. I would love to play an explorer. That is always something that has really captured my imagination since I was a kid, like James Cook or Magellan or Earnest Shackleton.
My best friends are just girls who go to school. They’re not in the industry, and we have dinner nights and learn how to cook together and go on hiking trails and the beach.
My sister is a masseuse, so we trade – she gives me massages and I give her prepared meals. It’s a great system I’d recommend: Cook or babysit for a friend in exchange for one of her skills.
I can cook a little bit but pretty much when I get back from practice I am pretty tired that I just order out.
Be sure to read a recipe all the way through before you cook. The time it saves you in the long run is invaluable.
Great kitchens are a must-have. A place to relax and cook for friends and family. A gathering place for family of all ages and guests is a staple for me as well.
I want to eat, cook, meet famous people and make fun of them.
For years, I’ve felt that there’s an inner cook in me just waiting to be unleashed. But I have to confess I’m having an awful lot of trouble finding her in real life.
I cook some damn good eggs!
Food trucks give creative entrepreneurs the ability to cook with freedom and make what they love, meaning that they can create highly specialized meals without having the high overhead costs of running a restaurant.
My mother likes what I cook, but doesn’t think it’s French. My wife is Puerto Rican and Cuban, so I eat rice and beans. We have a place in Mexico, but people think I’m the quintessential French chef.
We want to teach families how to cook Tuscan wherever you are. How to reuse your leftovers. How to trick the kids into eating whatever you want by putting it into a frittata.
I’m not a cook. I like to watch the Food Network, but I don’t like to cook.
I do cook a lot for myself. I tend to cook from scratch, a lot of stews and things, lots of beans, because beans have got lots of protein in them but not fat. I am partial to a bit of cheese – I try to limit myself in my cheese intake, but I do enjoy a good smelly cheese. Stinking Bishop is a good one.
The way to entice people into cooking is to cook delicious things.
When I was at the Cordon Bleu things took hours and hours and hours to make. And they were beautiful dishes – and I know how to cook that way – but I was like, ‘no one is cooking like this.’
My dad loves to cook. I’m half Thai, and growing up, that’s all we ate in my house. My dad was very big on the idea that dinnertime and cooking time was also family time.
I’m the only one in my family who doesn’t cook, but I can do a Swiss dish called frittatensuppe. You make a thin omelet from eggs, flour and parsley, then roll and cut it in the shape of tagliatelle and add broth. It’s a tradition we adopted.
People called me a hoodlum and a thug. But they didn’t tell you I was a carpenter, an architect, a stand-up comic – even a bartender. And a barbecue cook. But they didn’t tell you that.
I cook what I like.
I think cooking is really key because it’s the only way you’re going to take back control of your diet from the corporations who want to cook for us. The fact is, so far, corporations don’t cook that well. They tend to use too much salt, fat, and sugar – much more than you would ever use at home.
I love cooking. My Italian mother is a genius cook, and I picked that up from her. I make my own sauce, which takes four hours, from a recipe that’s been refined over many years. I won’t tell anybody what it is.
I do make a good ragu pasta, which everyone seems to like. Or that could be just me talking; who knows what they really think. I actually stole the recipe from my older sister Vera, who also loves to cook. I took all my recipes from her.
Some people are just born to cook and talk.
I learned how to cook by making soups, so I was thinking of how to make the most eco-friendly and green way to make soup. Obviously, using water and vegetables from your garden is the most sustainable way.
Typically, you learn how to cook, but you don’t know why. We were looking for a deeper understanding of what was happening to our food as we roasted it, boiled it, grilled it, chopped it, etc. And it turned out, as we began to really say what is cooking, what does it mean to cook, there’s a lot of science involved.
Gays don’t have a lot of testosterone. I’m talking about that they use both sides of their brain. Straight men only use one side. Gay men are very bright, very handsome… they put themselves better together. They dress good, they decorate, they clean, they cook.
I think many cooks are afraid of undercooked meats. A good thermometer is a cook’s best friend.
Learning about issues such as sustainability and locavorism are things that you need to have as part of you as a chef because it will make you cook more delicious food.
I cook. I did the Escoffier course in Paris when I was 21 in one of those periods when it was like a pause. I can cook anything Italian, Chinese.
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.
I like to cook, walk on the beach, go to concerts and look at fine art.
I think the secret to happiness is having a Teflon soul. Whatever comes your way, you either let it slide or you cook with it.