"Some people think destiny is something you cannot escape, such as death or a curdled cheesecake, both of which always turn up sooner or later." ― Lemony Snicket, The Penultimate Peril
"I hate Breeds," she muttered. "Do you know that? You and your sharp, damned noses. Just because I want to doesn't mean I should. Hell, I want cheesecake but I know better. It goes right to my hips. Does that mean I have to eat it anyway?" He stared back at her in disbelief. "You're comparing me to cheesecake?" Offended male fury and outrage glittered in his eyes. She huffed, "Well, the same principle applies." ― Lora Leigh, Mercury's War
"The only way cheese is dessert is when it's followed by the word cake." ― Michele Gorman, Single in the City
"Imagine the humiliation of dying at The Cheesecake Factory." ― Rainbow Rowell, Wayward Son
"I spent another sleepless night in my apartment and in the early hours of the morning I snuck once more into my little kitchen, to prepare a huge torta di ricotta. I needed a cheesecake: it was the only thing that could give me the peace of mind I craved. Had I been too hasty in offering to give l'Inglese lessons? I asked myself, as I ground green almonds with my pestle. The power of my wrist quickly turned the almonds to powder. If only I could grind my worries away as easily. I beat the ricotta, egg yolks, honey, sugar, lemon juice, and rind into the almonds. I beat and beat and beat the mixture until a sweat formed on my brow and my body began to glow with warmth. Even then I did not stop beating. I welcomed the exhaustion that began to creep up on me: I could feel the healing power of my cooking. Really I knew nothing about l'Inglese. Nothing at all. Except that everything about him spelled danger to an inexperienced woman like me. I was afraid of him, yet could not bear the thought of not seeing him again. I was always thinking of him, imagining our next meeting: amusing myself with every possible scenario. I whisked the egg whites into peaks in a matter of seconds. I reasoned that I had been right to speak out to him when I did. I knew how I would have hated myself if I had let the moment slip by. I knew how wretched and foolish I would have felt at my impotence, and yet this turbulence inside me was almost as bad. Acrobatic butterflies fluttered in my stomach, however much I tried to feed them into submission. When the torta had baked to a golden, angel-scented crust, and after waiting impatiently for it to cool, I helped myself to a large slice with a thick dollop of cream. Ooh, it was good. I mopped up every crumb from the plate with my finger. Then I switched out the lights and climbed back into bed. I resigned myself to the thought that what was done could not be undone and drifted into a lemon-flavored sleep." ― Lily Prior, La Cucina
"Cheesecake will always taste like love." ― Shonda Rhimes, Year of Yes
"When we got back to my room, Gilda gave the dog a bowl of water and set some newspaper down in the bathroom for her to pee on. After that was taken care of, I ordered the cheesecake and coffee that Gilda said she has a yen for, and then we continues talking. Sparkle didn't make a sound — no barking or winning or heaving breathing — she just sat on the floor and looked at the two of us. It must have been strange for her. She was a year old and had been taken from a farm by a stranger, put on an airplane, driven in a limousine, and then hugged and kissed by another stranger. Even when the doorbell rang, she didn't bark. I thought perhaps she wasn't able to bark. The waiter brought in the cheesecake and poured out some coffee for us. When Gilda and I started eating the cheesecake, we heard a little peep form Sparkle. She sounded more like a bird than a dog — a very polite bird — but it was obvious that she wanted her share of cheesecake, which Gilda gave her. So the three of us polished off the cheesecake — "One piece, three forks, please." ― Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
"In the center, where the fruit bowl usually is, the cheesecake rests on a pedestal. It's beautiful- perfectly round and smoothed, creamy white with chocolate swirls on a chocolate cookie crust, sitting in a pool of something bright pink. "You didn't make that," Phil challenges. "Sure I did," Fiona says. "What is it?" Jimmy asks. "Chocolate swirl cheesecake with raspberry coulis." She holds up the June issue of Gourmet; the very same cake is pictured on the cover." ― Elin Hilderbrand, The Blue Bistro
"She was distracted from her speculation, however, when he opened his mouth and uttered the sexiest words a man had ever spouted in the history of orgasms. "We have cheesecake in the fridge." ― Lucy Parker, Battle Royal
"There's something about cheesecake that pacifies emotional wounds. The bigger the tragedy, the bigger the slice. If you've never used cheesecake to soothe sadness, you've missed an opportunity." ― Jennifer Gold, The Ingredients of Us
"Marygene, girl, this is the best lime cheesecake I ever put in my mouth," Mr. Collins said from the back booth. I stood up straight and smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Collins. That's so nice of you to say." "Is it a new recipe?" his wife, Nita, asked. "Not really. I tweaked it a tad. I added a bit of cream at the end that I folded in by hand. It makes the batter bake off light and airy." "It does. So good." Nita took another bite. "Every time you tweak another recipe, you bring me a slice for dessert." "Yes, ma'am," I said." ― Kate Young, Southern Sass and Killer Cravings
"Behind the counter, I placed the pre-sliced pumpkin cheesecake with caramel pecan topping into the refrigerated glass display case. My cheesecakes were a thing of beauty. The delicate, spicy ginger-cookie crust gave the bottom a nice firm bite at the end of the airy whipped cream-cheese filling. It boggled my mind as to why people only indulged in delicious pumpkin once a year. Not at our diner. You could get a cup of pumpkin-and-black-bean soup with lump crabmeat or shrimp, or a spiced pumpkin muffin, on certain days of the week throughout the year. We attempted to rotate our daily offerings to keep them fresh and desirable." ― Kate Young, Southern Sass and a Crispy Corpse
"Crispy Potato Tots Filled with Cheese, Bacon and Green Onion. Served with Sour Cream and Sriracha Mayo" ― Factory, The Cheesecake
Welcome back. Just a moment while we sign you in to your Goodreads account.
0 Response to "Funny Cheese Cake Quotes and Sayings"
Post a Comment