Another order of Two All-Beef Padmés

AOTC--Dooku to Viceroy: "Patience Viceroy, she will fry!"

ROTS--Viceroy to Anakin: "Lord Sidious promised us pizza!

Darth Sin!

 

Anakin: I grilled them. I grilled them all. And not just the eggs, but the sausages, and the bacon.
Padme: Anakin!
Anakin: I ATE THEM!

 

Dex: It depends.
Obi-Wan: On what, Dex?
Dex: On how good your munchies are and how big your. . . Hot Pocket is.

 

"Don't underestimate my flour!" - Anakin

 

PADME: Anakin, what are you going to do?

ANAKIN: I will not reveal my ingredients . . . my loyalties lie with the menu, with my recipe . . .and with my 11 herbs and spices.

PADME: What about Obi-Wan?

ANAKIN: I don't know . . . Many Jedi have been fed. We can only hope that he knows it?s finger licking good.

PADME: Oh, Anakin, I'm afraid.

ANAKIN: Have faith, my love. Everything will soon be cooked to perfection. The Chancellor has given me a very important mission. The Separatists have gathered in the Mustafar system. I'm going there to cater the affair. Wait for me until I return . . . the menu will be different, I promise.

 

Obi-Wan: It's over, Anakin. I have the high salt content.

Anakin: You underestimate my chili!

Obi-Wan: Don't try adding more seasoning.

Anakin: Aghh . . . my chili is not as tasty.

Obi-Wan: You promised to destroy the bad ingredients, not utilize them! I loved your food, Anakin. You were like my fellow chef.

Anakin: I hate sodium!

 

PADMÉ: No, I shouldn't have eaten that.

ANAKIN: I'm sorry. When I'm around you, my recipe is no
longer my own.

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ANAKIN: You're going to cook for all the Jedi you've invited
today, Dooku.

OBI WAN: We'll prepare it together - you go in
slowly on the...

ANAKIN: No, I'm cooking it now!

OBI-WAN: Anakin, no!

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PADME: Are you all right? I heard there was an Barbeque in the Jedi Temple . . . you can see the smoke from here.

ANAKIN: I'm full. I'm full. I came to see if you and the baby are hungry.

 

Qui-Gon: I need parts for a J-327-type Nubian stove.

Watto: Nubian stoves? We have lotsa that!

Watto: How you going to pay for all these ingredients?

Qui-Gon: I have several thousand dollar-off coupons from Wendy's.

Watto: What do you think you are, some kind of chef, waving your spatula like that?

Qui-Gon: If we win, the boy chef goes free, and you get the money minus the cost of the ingredients that we need.

Watto: It wasn't a fair eating contest . . . I've lost my recipes.

Qui-Gon: Do you want to discuss this with the Fast Food industry?

 

Mace: Pilot, take us to the McDonald's!

Pilot: Yes sir. Drive-thru?
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Obi-Wan: There's Dooku.

Anakin: Shoot him down!

Pilot: We're out of Happy Meal toys, sir.

Anakin: Folow him! Maybe he's going to Burger King!

Obi-Wan: Good call, my young cook.

Anakin: Put the gravy train down!

Obi-Wan: What we she do is she were in your kitchen?

Anakin: She would continue filling the drink machine.
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Obi-Wan: Who would overcook the french fries?

Yoda: Only an uncertified chef could have destroyed those hamburgers.

Yoda: Go to the center of the kitchen and find your clogged drainpipe you will.

 

Obi-Wan: Anakin my allegiance is to Burger King, TO THE WHOPPER!
Anakin: Don't make make me grill you.

 

Fode and Beed: It's Skywalker!! He's come back with an Extra Value Meal! That little boy must be hungry!

Sebulba: Poodoo! I knew this would happen if I ate too much junk food.

Anakin: I did it! Let's go celebrate at Wendy's!

 

Anakin: Master, General Grievous's birthday cake is directly ahead. The one covered in chocolate truffles.
Obi-Wan: Oh I see it. Oh, this is going to be delicious!

 

PADME: Annie, I'm hungry.

ANAKIN: That's . . . that's wonderful.

PADME: What are you going to do?

ANAKIN: I'm not going to worry about anything right now, all right? This is a happy meal. The happiest meal of my life.

 

Attack of the Clones

LAMA SU: Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas. He's still a leading Chef of the Burger Council, is he not?

OBI-WAN: Master Sifo-Dyas was killed almost ten years ago from Mad Cow disease

LAMA SU: Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. But I'm sure he
would have been proud of the burgers we've made for him.

OBI-WAN: The burgers?

LAMA SU: Yes, cloned burgers. And, I must say, the
finest we've ever created.

OBI-WAN: Tell me, Prime Minister, when my Master first
contacted you about the burgers, did he say who they were for?

LAMA SU: Of course he did. These burgers are for the Younglings. Master Sifo-Dyas said Master Yoda claimed it was getting to difficult and costly to them on Republic funding to the Jedi order. So you must be anxious to taste one of the burgers for yourself.

OBI-WAN: That's why I'm here. Yum! Yum!


Darth Sin!

 

This thread is hilarity personified!

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VALORUM: The Chair recognizes the Chef from the sovereign restaurant chain of Naboo.
PALPATINE: Supreme Head Chef, delegates of the Cooking Council. A tragedy has occurred in our peaceful eatery of Naboo. We have become caught up in a dispute which began right here wth the taxation of food routes, and has now engulfed our entire franchise in the oppression of the Food Federation!
LOTT DO: This is outrageous! I object to the Chef's statments!
VALORUM: The Chair does not recognize the Chef from the Food Federation at this time.
PALPATINE: To state our allegations, I present Mrs. Amidala, recently elected General Manager of Naboo, who speaks on our behalf.
AMIDALA: Honorable representatives of the Food and Drug Administration, distinguished delegates, I come to you under the gravest of circumstances. The Naboo restaurant chain has been invaded by the Droid Waitstaff of the Food Fed...
LOTT DOD: I object! There is no proof. This is incredible. We recommend a commission be sent to Naboo to ascertain the truth!
AKS MOE: The Chef Council of Malastare concurs with the honorable delegate from the Food Federation. A commission must be appointed...
VALORUM: The point...
PALPATINE: Enter the burgercrats, the true rulers of the Food and Drug Administration, and on the payroll of the Food Federation, I might add. This is where Supreme Head Chef Valorum's power will disappear!
VALORUM: The point is conceded. Mrs. Amidala, General Manager of the Naboo, will you defer your motion to allow a commission to explore the validity of your accusations?
AMIDALA: I will not defer. I have come before you to resolve this attack on my waitstaff scheduling now. I was not elected to watch my waitstaff suffer and lose shifts while you discuss this invasion in a commitee. If this body is not capable of action, I suggest new leadership is needed. I move for a vote of "no confidence" in Head Chef Valorum's leadership.
VALORUM: No...!
MAS AMEDDA: Order! We shall have order!
ASSEMBLY: Vote now! Vote now!

 

Jar-Jar: Gungans no like fast food.
Obi-Wan: Don't worry, we ate at Denny's this morning.
Jar-Jar: We go in the soda, OK?
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Jar-Jar: Stuck in the donut core with no power? Whena thinking we aren't in jam?

Jar-Jar: Ahh! Big gobstopper!

 

Gah, dangit! I just read the previous page and apparently someone did the Grievous's ship one already. Anyway....

Darth Malak: I hope you weren?t thinking of eating so soon, Bastila. I?ve spent far too much flour baking my cake to let you devour it now. Besides, I had to taste for myself if it was true. Even now I can hardly believe my tastebuds. Tell me, why did the Jedi spare your maple syrup recipe? Is it a sugar high you seek at this reunion?

 

This thread needs some more activity.

 

Obi-Wan: Anakin, my allegiance is to cheeseburgers, to CHOLESTEROL!

 

C-3PO: They're frying, Artoo!

Luke:
He told me enough! He told me you cooked!

Luke: I'll never join your cooking staff!

 

In Watto's shop...

Padme: You're a chain?

Anakin: I'm a restaurant, and my name is Arby's!

 

Vader: Obi-wan never told you what happened to your spices.

Luke: He told me enough! He told me you took them.

 

Han: Making brownies from scratch ain't like making them from a box, boy.

 

There are no bakers or chefs that I am aware of...the soufflés don't trust them

Now witness the cooking power of this fully armed and operational Baker's Oven. Fry them will, Commander

Daft-Vader

 

PALPATINE: Did you ever hear the tragedy of Chef Plagueis, "the sublime"?

ANAKIN: Mmmmmmmm!

PALPATINE: I thought not. It's not a story the microwave gruel masters would tell you. It's an Iron Chef legend. Chef Plagueis was a Cajun Iron Chef, so powerful, so zesty he could use every day seasonings to influence the taste buds and create flavor ... He had such a knowledge of the blistering blackened spices that he could even keep the ones he cared about from crying.

ANAKIN: He could actually use blackened spices and yet still keep his patrons from weeping?

PALPATINE: The Cajun side of cusine is a pathway to many flavors that some consider to be . . . unnatural.

ANAKIN: What happened to him?

PALPATINE: He became such a prominent culinarian . . . had his own television show, books, cookware . . . the only thing he was afraid of was losing his cookbook, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his New Orleans apprentice every recipe that he knew, then his apprentice grilled the most awesome blackened tuna for Oprah. (smiles) Chef Plagueis never saw it coming, but he knew the smell of certain defeat that fateful day.

ANAKIN: Is it possible to learn this power?

PALPATINE: Not with a microwave.