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I Love Food. I Mean, I Really Love Food. I Take Pictures Of My Finest, Funniest And Most Fascinating Dishes, Post Them On Twitter, And Send Them To Friends. I Treat Menus Like Classic Literature, Refusing To Skip Even One Word. I Read The Description Of Every Item, Regardless Of Whether Or Not I'm Interested In Eating It.

The List Of Problems That We All Experience May Be Endless, But I Honestly Cannot Abide By The Rule That, 'he Who Yells Louder Is Heard.'

I Love Dessert. All Kinds. But There's Something About Ice Cream That Makes Me Happy. I Am Drawn To Its Simplicity. I Am Perplexed By The Endless Supply Of Constantly Growing Flavor Options. And I Am Always In The Mood For Sprinkles And A Sugar Cone.

How Come Foreign Accents Are So Sexy? If I Say, 'i'm Going To The Store,' It Sounds Boring, Benign And Rudimentary. But If It's Said With An Accent, It Sounds Fundamentally Cool.

I Spend An Extraordinary Amount Of Time In My Car, So I Can Justify The Expense. That's The Only Extravagance In My Life - It's My Car.