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

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.

Without Montreal, Canada would be hopeless.

No one understands and appreciates the American Dream of hard work leading to material rewards better than a non-American.

I'm sure one of the frustrations of being a Western enthusiast of Japanese food and culture is you're confronted every day with the absolute certainty that you will die ignorant.

It's been about a week without alcohol of any kind. I'm enjoying my new, clean-living lifestyle.

I would like to see people more aware of where their food comes from. I would like to see small farmers empowered. I feed my daughter almost exclusively organic food.