M. F. K. Fisher Quotes About Food

• The smell of good bread baking,
  like the sound of lightly flowing water,
  is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Smell, Water

• Almost every person has something secret he likes to eat.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Cooking, Secret

  Joan Reardon, M.F.K. Fisher (2014). “The Art of Eating”, p.61, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• El vino y el queso son compañeros eternos, como la aspirina y el dolor, o junio y la luna, o la buena gente y las empresas nobles.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Hurt, Drinking, Food

• Me parece que nuestras tres necesidades básicas, de alimento, seguridad y amor, están tan mezcladas, entremezcladas y entrelazadas que no podemos pensar en una sin las otras. Así que cuando escribo sobre el hambre, en realidad estoy escribiendo sobre el amor y el hambre de amor, y sobre el calor y el amor por él y el hambre por él... y luego sobre el calor y la riqueza y la fina realidad del hambre satisfecha... y todo es uno.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Writing, Reality

  The Gastronomical Me foreword (1943).

• Cheese has always been a food that both sophisticated and simple humans love.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Comida, Simple, Cocina

  Joan Reardon, M.F.K. Fisher (2014). “The Art of Eating”, p.375, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Compartir la comida con otro ser humano es un acto íntimo que no debe tomarse a la ligera.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Love, Food, Health

  1949 An Alphabet for Gourmets,'A Is for Dining Alone'.

• Ahora soy más modesto, pero sigo pensando que una de las emociones más agradables de todas es saber que yo, yo con mi cerebro y mis manos, he alimentado a mis queridos pocos, que he urdido un guiso o una historia, una rareza o un plato sencillo, para sostenerlos de verdad contra las hambres del mundo.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Thinking, Hands

  M. F. K. Fisher, Joan Reardon (2004). “The Art of Eating”, p.402, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Probablemente una de las cosas más privadas del mundo es un huevo hasta que se rompe.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Broken Heart, Food, Eggs

  Joan Reardon, M.F.K. Fisher (2014). “The Art of Eating”, p.264, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Central heating, French rubber goods and cookbooks are three amazing proofs of man's ingenuity in transforming necessity into art, and, of these, cookbooks are perhaps most lastingly delightful.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Art, Food, Men

  Joan Reardon, M.F.K. Fisher (2014). “The Art of Eating”, p.52, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• It is a curious fact that no man likes to call himself a glutton, and yet each of us has in him a trace of gluttony, potential or actual. I cannot believe that there exists a single coherent human being who will not confess, at least to himself, that once or twice he has stuffed himself to bursting point on anything from quail financiere to flapjacks, for no other reason than the beastlike satisfaction of his belly.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Believe, Food, Men

  M. F. K. Fisher, Joan Reardon (2004). “The Art of Eating”, p.648, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• ...I prefer not to have among my guests two people or more, of any sex, who are in the first wild tremours of love. It is better to invite them after their new passion has settled, has solidified into a quieter reciprocity of emotions. (It is also a waste of good food, to serve it to new lovers.)

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Sex, Food, Passion

  Joan Reardon, M.F.K. Fisher (2014). “The Art of Eating”, p.78, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• You may feel that you have eaten too much...But this pastry is like feathers - it is like snow. It is in fact good for you, a digestive!

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Snow, Cooking

• All men are hungry. They always have been. They must eat, and when they deny themselves the pleasures of carrying out that need, they are cutting off part of their possible fullness, their natural realization of life, whether they are rich or poor.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Cutting, Men

  Joan Reardon, M.F.K. Fisher (2014). “The Art of Eating”, p.357, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• This is not that, and that is certainly not this, and at the same time an oyster stew is not stewed, and although they are made of the same things and even cooked almost the same way, an oyster soup should never be called a stew, nor stew soup.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Oysters, Soup

  M. F. K. Fisher (2016). “Consider the Oyster”, p.71, Pickle Partners Publishing

• Family dinners are more often than not an ordeal of nervous indigestion, preceded by hidden resentment and ennui and accompanied by psychosomatic jitters.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Family, Food, Memorable

  Joan Reardon, M.F.K. Fisher (2014). “The Art of Eating”, p.640, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Probably no strychnine has sent as many husbands into their graves as mealtime scolding has, and nothing has driven more men into the arms of other women as the sound of a shrill whine at table.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Husband, Food, Men

  Joan Reardon, M.F.K. Fisher (2014). “The Art of Eating”, p.748, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Cuando escribo sobre el hambre, en realidad estoy escribiendo sobre el amor y el hambre de él, y el calor y el amor de él y todo es uno.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Writing, Hunger

  The Gastronomical Me foreword (1943).

• There's a communion of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine drunk.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Wine, Drunk

  Joan Reardon, M.F.K. Fisher (2014). “The Art of Eating”, p.388, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• In general, I think, human beings are happiest at table when they are very young, very much in love or very alone.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Thinking, Dining Alone

• The smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water, is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight... [Breadmaking is] one of those almost hypnotic businesses, like a dance from some ancient ceremony. It leaves you filled with one of the world's sweetest smells... there is no chiropractic treatment, no Yoga exercise, no hour of meditation in a music-throbbing chapel. that will leave you emptier of bad thoughts than this homely ceremony of making bread.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Yoga, Exercise

• There is a communication of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine is drunk. And that is my answer when people ask me: Why do you write about hunger, and not wars or love.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  War, Food, Communication

• A complete lack of caution is perhaps one of the true signs of a real gourmet.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Real, Food, Cooking

  Joan Reardon, M.F.K. Fisher (2014). “The Art of Eating”, p.624, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• A complete lack of caution is perhaps one of the true signs of a real gourmet: he has no need for it, being filled as he is with a God-given and intelligently self-cultivated sense of gastronomical freedom.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Real, Food, Self

  "An Alphabet for Gourmets". Book by M. F. K. Fisher, 1949.

• A potato is a poor thing, poorly treated. More often than not it is cooked in so unthinking and ignorant a manner as to make one feel that it has never before been encountered in the kitchen.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Food, Cooking, Kitchen

  Joan Reardon, M.F.K. Fisher (2014). “The Art of Eating”, p.58, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• gastronomy is and always has been connected with its sister art of love.

  M. F. K. Fisher

  Art, Food, Eating

  M. F. K. Fisher, Joan Reardon (2004). “The Art of Eating”, p.713, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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