When one has a husband who turns all he can lay hands on into drink, it's good to line one's stomach well, and not to let everything go off in liquids.

Since the money would disappear anyway, surely it was better to pay it to the butcher.

Gervaise used that excuse to justify overeating, saying it was Coupeau's fault if they could no longer save a sou.

She had grown considerably fatter, and she limped more than before because her leg, now swollen with fat, seemed to be getting gradually shorter.
That year they talked about her saint's day a good month beforehand.
They thought of dishes and smacked their lips in advance.

All the shop had a confounded longing to junket.