I, a product of the New Frontier and Great Society, honestly believed that the world pretty much owed me a living--all I had to do was wait around in order to live better than my parents.

I like the fact that Melbourne always seems to support their chefs and promote them in ways I find really admirable.

One of life's terrible truths is that women like guys who seem to know what they're doing.

I'm away 250 days a year. It's a tough situation.

My daughter takes pride in showing up with stuff that other kids envy or are freaked out by, so I send her to school with grilled octopus.

I admire vegetarians who refuse to eat nothing but vegetables in their homes, but I also admire those who put aside those principles or those preferences when they travel. Just to be a good guest.

I lurched away from the table after a few hours feeling like Elvis in Vegas - fat, drugged, and completely out of it.