A crisp roast chicken would set the world aright.

I thank you for calling them off, young ser. I promise you, they would have found me indigestible.

If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.

Of all the bright cruel lies they tell you, the cruelest is the one called love.

The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that.

There is no love sincerer than the love of food