Good food and good eating are about risk.

Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and on your body. You take something with you. Hopefully, you leave something good behind.

Avoid at all costs that vile spew you see rotting in oil in screwtop jars. Too lazy to peel fresh? You don't deserve to eat garlic.

Very few restaurant workers could even dream of eating in the restaurants they work in. Many do not make a living wage.

There are very sophisticated, very time-consuming dishes to prepare; always from scratch, and always in excess of what you could possibly need. You tend to kill your guests with kindness around here.

A good, stinky French cheese or a good Stilton. These are things I really, really love. Dessert I can obviously live without.

I'm not looking to freak people out - eating rodents or bugs. I don't do that anymore.