Biscuits Quotes

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.

I’m a hard cheese person and I could have it with biscuits for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

It’s weird how quickly you get used to spray tans. You might smell of biscuits, but you feel fabulous.

L.A. is cool because its still got the beaches and stuff like Sydney. But I can’t get Tim Tams. They’re, like, these chocolate biscuits with chocolate on the inside and on the outside, and they are the best.

I love baking cakes and slices and biscuits, but I will only make them if I’m going somewhere with lots of people so I can share them around. I’ve got a sweet tooth, and I’m not good with discipline, so it’s easier if I just don’t have desserts in the house.

I tell my clients to feel powerful – you and only you own your power. You are the one who can make yourself eat right, work out and not touch the biscuits.

I don’t want a little Oliver/Olivia parasite running about eating my biscuits. My friends, on the other hand, are procreating like humanity depends on it, and it doesn’t.

I was a fussy eater when I was young and a lot of the time my parents weren’t there because they were always working. So I’d just eat lollies and biscuits and chips. That’s kind of where I got the taste for the sweet fix.

But I do, like proper cooks, have an oven burn on my arm. I ran it under the tap for a couple of minutes but then the biscuits I’d made were cool enough to eat and I had to make a choice. Tiny scar and full belly it is then.

I know when you think about the South, you think about fried foods, but we eat a tremendous amount of vegetables. I have my own garden, so vegetables have always been a big part of my life. I love broccoli. I love fresh beets. It’s not all about the fried chicken and the biscuits.

My father was the marketing director of a biscuit manufacturer in Berkshire. It meant that every Friday he brought home huge bags of broken biscuits that could not be sold.

Friable isn’t often used of food, yet its meaning lends itself perfectly to pastry and crumbly biscuits.

For me with sugar, it’s all about balance. It’s about being strong enough and to have the willpower to say, you know what, Saturday is my treat day, I’m going to eat cake, I’m going to eat dessert, I might eat a packet of biscuits.

Vegetarians are doomed in the Chilean street-food scene, though if they are willing to ingest small quantities of lard, they can enjoy the ever-popular squash, salt and lard biscuits known as sopaipillas.

I don’t really eat biscuits.

This really is a merger of equals. I wouldn’t have come back to work for anything less than this fantastic opportunity. This lets me combine my two great loves – technology and biscuits.

I’m a sucker for a packet of biscuits. I can eat a whole pack in 10 minutes.

I should not romanticize the simplicity of a village. For instance, the place from where I used to buy a packet of glucose biscuits in my village is now selling cellphones.

I love cheese and biscuits, the stronger the better.

I travelled across Canada on the Canadian Pacific Railway when I was 18. I didnt realise how long the journey was – four days – and I didnt buy enough food. All I had was four slabs of Philadelphia cream cheese and some biscuits.

It’s weird how quickly you get used to spray tans. You might smell of biscuits, but you feel fabulous.

I’m a sucker for a packet of biscuits. I can eat a whole pack in 10 minutes.

I started off tagging stuff – I’m not meant to be having tea and biscuits with the prime minister.

I stagger out of bed, take the dogs outside, and then I’ll get a Diet Coke and a couple of dog biscuits and go upstairs. By the time I’ve consumed my Diet Coke and had a quick run through the morning email and Twitter feed, I will probably be compos mentis enough to work.

Biscuits are sweet things in Britain, and apparently in America a biscuit is something like a scone, something savory that you’d have with soup.

I don’t want a little Oliver/Olivia parasite running about eating my biscuits. My friends, on the other hand, are procreating like humanity depends on it, and it doesn’t.

Unlike other Jewish families, we didn’t go out for Chinese food on Sundays, but we spent our time in a world of baking powder biscuits and the best shrimp cocktails that ever were.

I stay away from desserts, but every now and then, I have a sticky toffee pudding or a cup of tea with some biscuits.

I’m a hard cheese person and I could have it with biscuits for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

I pretty much grew up with my grandma. She would pull a stool over to the kitchen, and I would climb up at the kitchen counter, and I’d help her make biscuits.

I love biscuits. I have a real thing for a biscuits, and if it’s not made right, I’m gonna come down hard on somebody.

This really is a merger of equals. I wouldn’t have come back to work for anything less than this fantastic opportunity. This lets me combine my two great loves – technology and biscuits.

For me with sugar, it’s all about balance. It’s about being strong enough and to have the willpower to say, you know what, Saturday is my treat day, I’m going to eat cake, I’m going to eat dessert, I might eat a packet of biscuits.

When I was a kid, my parents ran a supermarket; I grew up in there and everything was free, it was like a wonderland. There were lollies and biscuits and chips, and I used to eat more of that than vegetables.

I try cars; I try them all. Cars need to be sexy, because we’re not talking about biscuits here.

I never have cakes or biscuits. I don’t have a sweet tooth at all, and I can’t stand chocolates – I find them so sickly. However, I will buy cakes if I’m expecting company.

I should not romanticize the simplicity of a village. For instance, the place from where I used to buy a packet of glucose biscuits in my village is now selling cellphones.

Memories of my Southern upbringing in Richmond, Virginia, always include the smell of good southern food: fried chicken, cheese grits, Smithfield ham, and buttermilk biscuits.

Friable isn’t often used of food, yet its meaning lends itself perfectly to pastry and crumbly biscuits.

L.A. is cool because its still got the beaches and stuff like Sydney. But I can’t get Tim Tams. They’re, like, these chocolate biscuits with chocolate on the inside and on the outside, and they are the best.

For me to have a cheeky little biscuit, it’s not going to hurt. But I need to control those indulgences. I can’t just be scoffing cakes and biscuits five nights a week.

The most I ever ate? In one sitting? Maybe four big plates of fried chicken, biscuits, chitlins, gravy. Then dessert. Apple pie, sweet potato pie. My mother cooked that stuff, good Southern food, and when I was 300 pounds, I never missed a meal.

I try cars; I try them all. Cars need to be sexy, because we’re not talking about biscuits here.

My hubby makes a mean salmon steak at the grill, but he leaves all the sides up to me. I love to grill and roast vegetables. I also experiment with baking instead of frying some things, like onion rings. I even make biscuits with coconut oil these days.

I stagger out of bed, take the dogs outside, and then I’ll get a Diet Coke and a couple of dog biscuits and go upstairs. By the time I’ve consumed my Diet Coke and had a quick run through the morning email and Twitter feed, I will probably be compos mentis enough to work.

Ottolenghi sells lots of delicious sweet things, but my daily addiction is their unbelievable dark chocolate salted caramel biscuits. They’re the best things in the world – I go through half a packet every night. I bring them out after pudding at dinner parties.

I stay away from desserts, but every now and then, I have a sticky toffee pudding or a cup of tea with some biscuits.

Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.

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.

I’m never getting too lonely because it’s the kind of disease where you might sit in front of the TV with three bags of biscuits, rather than communicate with the world.

I learned how to take other people’s mechanisms of promoting their stuff through me as opposed to promoting my own stuff, as far as getting Snoop DeVilles, SnoopDeGrills, Snoop Doggy Dogg biscuits, Snoop Dogg record label, Snoop Dogg bubble gum, Snoop Youth Football League.

My absolute favorite hors d’oeuvres are tiny white lily flour flat Smithfield ham biscuits… bite-size and delicious. And being southern, I would never have a New York party without my signature pimento cheese spread.

I am a breakfast girl. Breakfast is my favorite food. I love it. I love egg white omelettes. I love biscuits. I love toast. I love granola. I love quiche. I love all the fatty, horrible breakfast things!

I started off tagging stuff – I’m not meant to be having tea and biscuits with the prime minister.

I can only tell you that eggs, country ham, biscuits, a pot of coffee, a morning paper, a table by the window overlooking the veranda and putting green, listening to the idle chitchat of competitors, authors, wits and philosophers, hasn’t exactly been a torturous way to begin each day at the Masters all these years.

I don’t really eat biscuits.

What I’ve learned, traveling the country and doing book signings, Mama’s biscuits – you know, somebody in Montana‘s got their version of Mama’s biscuits, somebody in California‘s got their version – so it made me realize that we’re not as regionalized as we think we are.

I can only tell you that eggs, country ham, biscuits, a pot of coffee, a morning paper, a table by the window overlooking the veranda and putting green, listening to the idle chitchat of competitors, authors, wits and philosophers, hasn’t exactly been a torturous way to begin each day at the Masters all these years.

Ottolenghi sells lots of delicious sweet things, but my daily addiction is their unbelievable dark chocolate salted caramel biscuits. They’re the best things in the world – I go through half a packet every night. I bring them out after pudding at dinner parties.

I’m a baker. I’m really good at muffins. I’m really good at banana bread. I’m really good at making cookies. I’m really good at making biscuits – all the really bad stuff.

I’m a baker. I’m really good at muffins. I’m really good at banana bread. I’m really good at making cookies. I’m really good at making biscuits – all the really bad stuff.

I bought my Mrs. a cake mixer, had her baking me cakes and biscuits every day and I was spending over £100 a week on chocolate!

Robertsons love Sundays! The most important thing we do is gather together with our church family for worship, teaching, and fellowship. After church, we like to have a nice lunch of roast, vegetables, and definitely rolls or biscuits. And I love catching a nap when I can.

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 pretty much grew up with my grandma. She would pull a stool over to the kitchen, and I would climb up at the kitchen counter, and I’d help her make biscuits.

I love words, but I also love finding out that there is a word for something that you’ve experienced but didn’t know there was a word for. Like ‘toothpack’ – that is a word for when you eat biscuits or cookies and you get that annoying layer of chewed substance on your molars that you kind of have to pick out.

I love baking cakes and slices and biscuits, but I will only make them if I’m going somewhere with lots of people so I can share them around. I’ve got a sweet tooth, and I’m not good with discipline, so it’s easier if I just don’t have desserts in the house.

Memories of my Southern upbringing in Richmond, Virginia, always include the smell of good southern food: fried chicken, cheese grits, Smithfield ham, and buttermilk biscuits.

When I eat biscuits, I also eat grits.

When I was a kid, my parents ran a supermarket; I grew up in there and everything was free, it was like a wonderland. There were lollies and biscuits and chips, and I used to eat more of that than vegetables.

The most I ever ate? In one sitting? Maybe four big plates of fried chicken, biscuits, chitlins, gravy. Then dessert. Apple pie, sweet potato pie. My mother cooked that stuff, good Southern food, and when I was 300 pounds, I never missed a meal.

For me to have a cheeky little biscuit, it’s not going to hurt. But I need to control those indulgences. I can’t just be scoffing cakes and biscuits five nights a week.

My absolute favorite hors d’oeuvres are tiny white lily flour flat Smithfield ham biscuits… bite-size and delicious. And being southern, I would never have a New York party without my signature pimento cheese spread.

Robertsons love Sundays! The most important thing we do is gather together with our church family for worship, teaching, and fellowship. After church, we like to have a nice lunch of roast, vegetables, and definitely rolls or biscuits. And I love catching a nap when I can.

I’ve learnt that if I tell myself I’m not allowed something, I binge on it later. So if I want chocolate, I have chocolate. If I want biscuits, I have biscuits. I love cake. I just love cake.