The fact that in America bread lasts so long. You buy bread, and then it's bread forever - it's Forever Bread!
Also see how many quarters of corn you will spend in a week in dispensable bread, how much in alms.
Nobody I ever broke bread with, and I see players all the time, talked about using their head running the football.
I gave up bread, and I've lost a bunch of weight, which is very good because I'm diabetic.
But bread is different. I come from Czechoslovakia, where we eat lots of it, so it's hard to say no. I can't even have one piece, because when I start, I don't stop.
Sometimes I get very dressed up just to go to the corner for some bread; I dress for my own amusement.
The dirty little secret is that I grew up in a household where there were no carbohydrates allowed, ever. No cookies, no bread, no potatoes, no rice. My mother was very extreme in terms of what she served. Since I left home more than 40 years ago, I've been making it right for myself.
The perfect date is real simple. I wanna just spend a nice casual day walking in the park, playing on the swings... throwing bread crumbs to the ducks, really just chilling and getting to know each other and connecting with the real woman.
You know, you have to put bread on the table. So you thank God you got the job.
My great-grandfather started in the coal mines, and my great grandmother made 10 pounds of bread every Saturday morning that we delivered to the neighbors. It was always about giving back. These kinds of things drive me to make a difference.
I'm a healthy eater. In the morning, I'll have hot water and lemon, then scrambled eggs. I eat spelt or rye bread, not wheat, and have lots of veg and salad.
I like Guinness, and that will make anyone Irish. That and soda bread, and I'm good to go.
I'll give you an example. Henry, the old black guy who cooks the corn bread, he worked on the railroads for about 20 years so he knows how to lay and build track.
It is not accidental that all phenomena of human life are dominated by the search for daily bread - the oldest link connecting all living things, man included, with the surrounding nature.
I judge a restaurant by the bread and by the coffee.
It's a Tim sandwich. The meat is fresh, but the bread is moldy.
Acorns were good until bread was found.
Men might as well be imprisoned, as excluded from the means of earning their bread.
One cannot live on potatoes alone. It is said that one wants bread with potatoes. And when there's no bread, a Jew takes his stick, and goes through the village in search of business.
My secret skill is baking bread. My mother was a farmer's daughter and still made bread every day when I was a child. She would have me knead the dough when I got home from school.
We have no right to luxuries while the poor want bread.
People who treat other people as less than human must not be surprised when the bread they have cast on the waters comes floating back to them, poisoned.
In the family sandwich, the older people and the younger ones can recognize one another as the bread. Those in the middle are, for a time, the meat.
I can assure you Mr. Zureikat never gave me a penny from an oil deal, a cake deal, a bread deal or from any other deal.
Baking is how you start kids at cooking in the kitchen. It's fun whether it's baking bread or cookies. With baking, you have to be exact when it comes to ingredients.
I can live without bread, but I can't live without freedom.
Well, I mean, bread, I mean, I've got to have bread too to live.
Let there be work, bread, water and salt for all.
I love actors. That's my bread and butter, and I got to work with some amazing ones on '12 Years'.
It is impossible to think of any good meal, no matter how plain or elegant, without soup or bread in it.
You shall find out how salt is the taste of another man's bread, and how hard is the way up and down another man's stairs.
I have the ability to create and be in touch with God. I can't change bread and wine into body and blood, but I can take the scum or the slime of the earth and make it into a man or woman.
In the Lord's Prayer, the first petition is for daily bread. No one can worship God or love his neighbor on an empty stomach.
For my last meal, I'd want an Irish breakfast with soda bread and one of my dad's omelettes with three or four eggs.
The household I grew up in... was rather like an Ovaltine advert. There was a huge fire, a kettle on the fire, the oven with the bread being baked every day, and there was the radio; it was very magical to hear all these wonderful programmes.
When I was alone, I lived on eggplant, the stove top cook's strongest ally. I fried it and stewed it, and ate it crisp and sludgy, hot and cold. It was cheap and filling and was delicious in all manner of strange combinations. If any was left over, I ate it cold the next day on bread.