There is just no comparison between having a dinner date with a man and staying home playing canasta with the girls.

My body is like breakfast lunch and dinner. I don't think about it I just have it.

King Louis Philippe once said to me that he attributed the great success of the British nation in political life to their talking politics after dinner.

I think cookies are sort of the unsung sweet you know? They're incredibly popular. But everybody thinks of cakes and pies and fancier desserts before they think cookies. A plate of cookies is a great way to end dinner and really nice to share at the holidays.

A man is in general better pleased when he has a good dinner upon his table than when his wife talks Greek.

I think a gentleman is someone who holds the comfort of other people above their own. The instinct to do that is inside every good man I believe. The rules about opening doors and buying dinner and all of that other 'gentleman' stuff is a chess game especially these days.

There is only one difference between a long life and a good dinner: that in the dinner the sweets come last.

Every President that went to China I would meet them and have dinner and talk about the past and the future. That was in the '70s.

At home in L.A. Sunday is lazy. It's the wife and me lying in bed with coffee watching 'The Soup' or something funny on TiVo. The kid will occasionally join us. Eventually breakfast is at a place down the street called Paty's. And we always have some kind of great dinner - my wife makes a great roast beef.

If it weren't for Philo T. Farnsworth inventor of television we'd still be eating frozen radio dinners.

If you go out to dinner with someone you find out what they prefer in food. We ought to be able to have a conversation to find out what people prefer when it comes to sex.

We don't really go in for big family dinners but Scottish people are famously confrontational. It's a cultural thing so maybe we don't need to have them to clear the air. Also traditional family food isn't as nice here so there's no payoff for traveling hundreds of miles.

My mother accidentally gave me food poisoning. She fed me baby carrots for a snack before Christmas dinner - but they had expired in June! I threw up for the next 24 hours.

When I hosted the dinner I served fast food hamburgers. It had nothing to do with black white purple yellow green race. it had nothing to do with Tiger or his family or his golf game.

The music I do is food... that will be your dinner.

I hate menus I hate choosing food. I just want to be brought. Bring me dinner!

Instead of going out to dinner buy good food. Cooking at home shows such affection. In a bad economy it's more important to make yourself feel good.