Percy!” he bellowed. He dropped his broom and ran at me…

Cooking is 80 percent confidence, a skill best acquired starting from when the apron strings wrap around you twice.

— Barbara Kingsolver

I was born imagining myself with an apron on, with pies cooling on the window sill and babies crying upstairs. I thought that all…

— Carrie Fisher

I had a bag of Fritos, they were Texas grilled Fritos. These Fritos had grill marks on them. They remind me of summer, when…

— Mitch Hedberg

The conventional explanation for Jewish success, of course, is that Jews come from a literate, intellectual culture. They are famously "the people of the…

— Malcolm Gladwell

...Ivy’s COOK THE STEAK, DON’T STAKE THE COOK apron...

— Kim Harrison

Nine out of ten English chefs have their names on their chests. Who do they think they are? They're dreamers. They're jokes. Just ask…

— Marco Pierre White

... safety that depends on an apron-string is very unsafe!

— Margaret Deland

Approaching the stove, she would don a voluminous apron, toss some meat on a platter, empty a skillet of its perfectly cooked a point…

— Bert Greene

When I left Merle was wearing a bungalow apron and rolling pie crust. She came to the door wiping her hands on the apron…

— Raymond Chandler

I was a daughterless mother. I had nowhere to put the things a mother places on her daughter. The nail polish I used to…

— Ann Hood

Mechanic slaves With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall Uplift us to the view.

— William Shakespeare

The diagnosis of drunkenness was that it was a disease for which the patient was in no way responsible, that it was created by…

— Jane Swisshelm

Many authors write like amateur blacksmiths making their first horseshoe; the clank of the anvil, the stench of the scorched leather apron, the sparks…

— Robertson Davies

They sewed fig-leaves together and made themselves aprons. -Genesis iii. 7.

— Bible

What do we look for as reward? Some little sounds, and scents, and scenes A small hand darting strawberry-ward A woman's aprons full of…

— Ruth Pitter