I Measure In My Palm And Use

I Do Know What My First Meal In The Next World Would Be Spaghetti Aglio E Olio, Heavy On Everything.

I Cook And I Chat. That's What I Do. I Love To Write Recipes, But Basically, If You Had To Put It In A Nutshell, I Cook And I Chat.

I Don't Know That I Have A Favorite Meal. When I'm Cooking I'm Thinking About The Person I'm Feeding And I Want To Make Them Whatever They Want. My Husband's Favorite Meal Is Carbonara. I Guess My Favorite Food Is Anything My Mom Makes. Because Like Anybody Who Loves Their Mother's Cooking, If You Try And Make Your Mom's Recipes, They Never Taste Quite The Same. And I Don't Know If That's Because She's Lying About What She's Putting In There And Just Not Telling Me. Like When I Turn My Back, She's Sneaking Something In There. It Just Never Seems To Taste The Same.

My Mom Worked In Restaurants For 60 Years, And What I Learned From Her Is A Lot. But If I Had To Boil It Down, Take Your Work Very Seriously, But Don't Take Yourself Too Seriously. Work Harder Than Everyone Else And Never Complain About It. Don't Go To Bed If You're Not Proud Of The Product Of Your Day; Stay Awake Until You Are.

I Don't Have To Write Jokes. I Don't Have To Write Insults. If You Ask The Man Of The Hour In The Hot Seat, My Mere Existence Is Clearly Insult Enough.