I've kind of changed my diet, but in my diet rulebook, on section 5 paragraph A, there's a cheating plan. So, Corky's BBQ is one of my favorite spots to go to.
I'm kosher except for times where I eat pork and shellfish.
You're not allowed to put anything on a steak.
At home, Mom served us turkey breakfast links that she got at the health-food store. But whenever we went out for breakfast, she let my brothers and me order pork sausages (though, inexplicably, not bacon).
I ate healthily, but there was no snacking, no drinking, no bread, no sugar, no smoking. Afterwards I had a pork belly roast.
Smurfs must only eat Smurfberries. They can eat Smurfberry pie, they can have a Smurfberry sandwich, they can do whatever they want. But you can't have a Subway sandwich. It's got to be Smurfberries.
Srikkanth is a vegetarian. If he swallows a fly, he will be in trouble
Throughout the years I have set up my own rules about eating food: Never eat anything you can't pronounce. Beware of food that is described as, "Some Americans say it tastes like chicken.
You know, I hate to borrow Apple's tag, but think different. Really. From the very beginning. I didn't know what the fast-food rules were. I got my training at the Culinary Institute Of America, and then I opened up a fast food place according to fine dining rules.
Nobody, I mean nobody, puts ketchup on a hot dog.
There should be an F.A.A. fine for those who bring hot food that emits odor onto the plane. You're deemed selfish, and you have to take some sort of social awareness class.
Restrictiveness is not synonymous with food.
Monks will have three begging bowls for their food: one for water, one for liquid food, one for dry food.
Is a vegetarian permitted to eat animal crackers?
There are things we know and things we don't know about food. But there are certain basic things we do know, and that's what I've tried to build these rules on.
I love good food but I follow strict rules the days I perform.
No one wants to be 13 and not able to eat their ice cream after dinner.
Ours was a pork-free household. The rules were arbitrary but strict: No pork in the house, ever. Except for the occasional pepperoni pizza. Or maybe Hawaiian.
A burger is something anyone can do, just follow the rules.
Usually on 'Yo Gabba Gabba,' we eat healthy and organic. We don't play.
From the very beginning. I didn't know what the fast-food rules were.
People are unhappy when they are on diets, because it's 'don't do this, don't do that, do this, do that.'
I've become one of those annoying people who brings their own food on to planes.
I cant stand those food cult people who bring their own food into the house. All those little thermoses and paper bags-it makes the other guests uncomfortable.
