Although I Don't Take Myself Very Seriously,

Slicing A Warm Slab Of Bacon Is A Lot Like Giving A Ferret A Shave. No Matter How Careful You Are, Somebody's Going To Get Hurt.

The Problem Is I Am Both A Procrastinator And A Power Junkie, So I Am Very Frustrating To Work With.

A Home Cook Who Relies Too Much On A Recipe Is Sort Of Like A Pilot Who Reads The Plane's Instruction Manual While Flying.

You Know We Fixate On The Food So Much Itself: “oh, The Ultimate Brownie Or The Ultimate This Or That” -- Well, Let Me Tell You Something: It’s All Poop In About 12 Hours, Okay? The Real Power That Food Has Is Its Ability To Connect Human Beings To Each Other -- That’s The Stuff Right There And, To Me, Everything Else Is Secondary To That.

Seriously. I'm Not Very Bright, And It Takes A Lot For Me To Get A Concept - To Really Get A Concept. To Get It Enough That It Becomes Part Of Me. But When It Happens I Get Real Excited About It