Porridge and the urban lifestyle don't mix well.
I feel good when I stir something with a spurtle, but I don't make porridge very much in London.
...the true spirit of gastronomic joylessness. Porridge fills the Englishman up, and prunes clear him out.
The early bird catches the worm. But I have never been one for worms. I am not sure what the late bird catches but I will feast with him today. Probably porridge.
Who spit in your porridge?
The Goldilocks Enigma is the idea that everything in the universe is just right for life, like the porridge in the fairy tale.
Nothing in this world is at it seems. Except, possibly, porridge.
Your date is better in your pie and your porridge than in your cheek.
Spare your breath to cool your porridge.