Kathryn Stockett Quotes

I've cooked plenty of meals when I was sad, lonely, depressed, angry, bored, and/or under the weather. My primary aim in these circumstances is generally to cheer myself up, to fill my stomach with something warm so I can feel comforted and fed, usually just with a quick soup or an omelet.

Food feeds both the body and soul - there are clear reasons to eat a balanced diet, but there are also reasons you cling to your mom's secret chicken noodle soup recipe when you're sick.

We know what we should and shouldn't put in our mouths, but in those times that pull on our souls, we revert to what's emotionally comfortable.

Food is the most primitive form of comfort.

As an emotional eater, I eat to soothe.

I just can't resist mutton biryani. It's something I've loved eating as a child too. Whenever I'm feeling low, I just pep myself with some good biryani.

If I start feeling down I'll gorge myself on pasta. That usually does the trick. It's the Italian blood in me.

As miserable as I was, once I started singing, I felt better.

Sometimes a little comfort food can go a long way.

Nothing like mashed potatoes when you're feeling blue. Nothing like getting into bed with a bowl of hot mashed potatoes already loaded with butter, and methodically adding a thin, cold slice of butter to every forkful.

I love comfort food - it's the basis of everything.

Food is a huge source of comfort for me.

I'm a big comfort eater, so if I'm feeling sorry for myself, I'll just stuff my face.

By definition, comfort foods are rich and creamy or evocative of childhood pleasures.

My number one elixir for anxiety? Comfort food.

Food has always been my friend. When I wanted to feel better or had a crisis in my life, I opened the icebox.

You shоuld eat а waffle! Yоu саn't bе sad іf уоu eat а waffle!

When I'm feeling sorry for myself, I'll eat Lucky Charms cereal. I like having sugar when I'm in that mood.

Funny, how one good cookie could calm the mind and even elevate a troubled soul.

In moments of considerable strain, I tend to take to bread-and-butter pudding. There is something about the blandness of soggy bread, the crispness of the golden outer crust and the unadulterated pleasure of a lightly set custard that makes the world seem a better place to live.

…surprised all over again at how very comforting very bad food can be.

It struck her how eating was a comfort during a hard time because it reminded you that there had been other days, good days, when you’d eaten the same thing. Reminded you there were good days in life, when precious little else did. (268)

If I'm feeling crazy, I'll make some bacon because I'm obsessed with bacon.

When everyone has let you down... You still have ice cream.

Well," Claire said, "at least we have tacos. Everything goes better with tacos.