I don't snack. I don't generally eat sweets or drink soda. I never eat between meals or even before big ones.

I'm of a generation that romanticizes and maybe even over-romanticized things that were painful, that hurt others. I feel that. But I don't know if I have any regrets.

We know, for instance, that there is a direct, inverse relationship between frequency of family meals and social problems. Bluntly stated, members of families who eat together regularly are statistically less likely to stick up liquor stores, blow up meth labs, give birth to crack babies, commit suicide, or make donkey porn. If Little Timmy had just had more meatloaf, he might not have grown up to fill chest freezers with Cub Scout parts.

Drink heavily with locals whenever possible.

I’m always secretly the most pleased when a show just really, really looks good and when my camera guys are really happy with the images they got.

Food is so personal - I mean someone is talking to you when people are cooking for you. I like to hear an identifiable voice.

Italy is good in the sense that when you bring a child to a restaurant in Italy, they're happy to see it. The waiters will say "complimenti" and welcome you and dote after the kid. They don't treat you like you just brought in this horrible probably soon-to-be-squealing creature who's going to be difficult.