when charles schulz said “all you need is love. but a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt” and anthony bourdain said “your body is not a temple, it’s an amusement park. enjoy the ride” and mark twain said “part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like.” when erma bombeck said “i am not a glutton- i’m an explorer of food,” voltaire said “ice-cream is exquisite. what a pity it isn’t illegal” and when kurt vonnegut said “you can’t just eat good food. you’ve got to talk about it too. and you’ve got to talk about it to somebody who understands that kind of food.”
You know that Ada Limón poem where she’s like “i can’t help it i love the way men love”? my dad recently confessed to me that he became a shoemaker because they buried my grandma shoeless
There once was a man from the sticks Whose limericks stopped at line six. They were fine till line five Then they took quite a dive — But the problem is easy to fix If you just ignore the last line, it doesn’t even follow the rhyme scheme oh god I’ve really lost control of this thing I’m so sorry…
