Cooking

"Cooking is revelation and creation; and a woman can find special satisfaction in a successful cake or a flaky pastry, for not every one can do it: one must have the gift."

"Cookery is become an art, a noble science; cooks are gentlemen."

"And nearer as they came, a genial savour Of certain stews, and roast-meats, and pilaus, Things which in hungry mortals' eyes find favour."

"Yet smelt roast meat, beheld a huge fire shine, And cooks in motion with their clean arms bared."

"I seem to you cruel and too much addicted to gluttony, when I beat my cook for sending up a bad dinner. If that appears to you too trifling a cause, say for what cause you would have a cook flogged."

"A cook should double one sense have: for he Should taster for himself and master be."

"Oh, better no doubt is a dinner of herbs, When season'd by love, which no rancour disturbs And sweeten'd by all that is sweetest in life Than turbot, bisque, ortolans, eaten in strife! But if, out of humour, and hungry, alone A man should sit down to dinner, each one Of the dishes of which the cook chooses to spoil With a horrible mixture of garlic and oil, The chances are ten against one, I must own, He gets up as ill-tempered as when he sat down."

"'Tis burnt; and so is all the meat. What dogs are these! Where is the rascal cook? How durst you, villains, bring it from the dresser, And serve it thus to me that love it not?"

"He that will have a cake out of the wheat must needs tarry the grinding. Have I not tarried? Ay, the grinding: but you must tarry the bolting. Have I not tarried? Ay, the bolting: but you must tarry the leavening. Still have I tarried. Ay, to the leavening: but here's yet in the word "hereafter" the kneading, the making of the cake, the heating of the oven and the baking: nay, you must stay the cooling too, or you may chance to burn your lips."

"No one here will be surprised to hear me say that the Promethean fire which first raised humanity above the animal was the cooking fire."

"God sends meat, and the Devil sends cooks."

"Humans, unlike other animals, have a built-in need for supplemental energy, such as firewood, or fossil fuel energy. Over one million years ago, pre-humans figured out how to cook part of their food. Because of this cooked food, their jaws and digestive apparatus could shrink in size. The improved food supply allowed their brains to improve in complexity. Also, cooked food greatly reduced the time required for chewing, allowing more time for toolmaking and crafts. Heat is also important for killing pathogens in water."

"Every investigation which is guided by principles of nature fixes its ultimate aim entirely on gratifying the stomach."

"Great pity were it if this beneficence of Providence should be marr'd in the ordering, so as to justly merit the Reflection of the old proverb, that though God sends us meat, yet the D— does cooks."

"Hallo! A great deal of steam! the pudding was out of the copper. A smell like a washing-day! That was the cloth. A smell like an eating-house and a pastrycook's next door to each other, with a laundress's next door to that. That was the pudding."

"Ever a glutton, at another's cost, But in whose kitchen dwells perpetual frost."

"Heaven sends us good meat, but the devil sends us cooks."

"Poure faire un civet, prenez un lièvre."

"Digestion, much like Love and Wine, no trifling will brook: His cook once spoiled the dinner of an Emperor of men; The dinner spoiled the temper of his Majesty, and then The Emperor made history—and no one blamed the cook."

"Of herbs, and other country messes, Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses."

"The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg."

"I never strove to rule the roast, She ne'er refus'd to pledge my toast."

"A crier of green sauce."

"He ruleth all the roste With bragging and with boste."

"The waste of many good materials, the vexation that frequently attends such mismanagements, and the curses not unfrequently bestowed on cooks with the usual reflection, that whereas God sends good meat, the devil sends cooks."

"Let onion atoms lurk within the bowl, And, half-suspected, animate the whole."

"Velocius (or citius) quam asparagi coquantur."

"This Bouillabaisse a noble dish is— A sort of soup or broth, or brew, Or hotchpotch of all sorts of fishes, That Greenwich never could outdo; Green herbs, red peppers, mussels, saffron, Soles, onions, garlic, roach, and dace; All these you eat at Terre's tavern, In that one dish of Bouillabaisse."

"Very astonishing indeed! strange thing!" (Turning the Dumpling round, rejoined the King), "'Tis most extraordinary, then, all this is; It beats Penetti's conjuring all to pieces; Strange I should never of a Dumpling dream! But, Goody, tell me where, where, where's the Seam?" "Sire, there's no Seam," quoth she; "I never knew That folks did Apple-Dumplings sew." "No!" cried the staring Monarch with a grin; "How, how the devil got the Apple in?"