Marriage? It's like asparagus eaten with vinaigrette or hollandaise, a matter of taste but of no importance.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Asparagus inspires gentle thoughts.
Marriage brings one into fatal connection with custom and tradition, and traditions and customs are like the wind and weather, altogether incalculable.
A marriage is no amusement but a solemn act, and generally a sad one.
Good asparagus needs minimal treatment and is best eaten with few other ingredients.
Marriage is like putting your hand into a bag of snakes in the hope of pulling out an eel.
Eating together is the most intimate form of kinship. By scripting a work where we share the same kind of food with fish, I'm scripting our interrelationship with them.
Marriage is a custom brought about by women who then proceed to live off men and destroy them, completely enveloping the man in a destructive cocoon or eating him away like a poisonous fungus on a tree.
Marriage is a feast where the grace is sometimes better than the dinner.
Marriage is like twirling a baton, turning hand springs or eating with chopsticks. It looks easy until you try it.
The truth is that most marriages have food as a major player in them, and certainly mine does.