I'm Liberace Without A Piano.

It Was The Worst Moment Of My Life. The Producer Came Up And Talked Me Back Into Going On Stage.

The Doctor's Name Was Sylvia. I Told Her She'd Have A Problem With Me Because Sylvia Was My Mother's Name.

I Wish I Had The Nerve Not To Tip.

I May Find Something That Looks Interesting And Then Go On To Alter The Recipe By Adding Spices, Things Of My Own. I Also Look For Time-saving Recipes, Dishes That Can Be Prepared Ahead And Stored.

My Kitchen Is Not A Place To Live In. I Made It White So I Can Tell Instantly If It's Not Clean-and I Like It Clean Enough To Be Able To Eat Off The Floors-or The Tables,for That Matter.