You've got balls inviting me here.

I was always a kid trying to make a buck. I borrowed a dollar from my dad, went to the penny candy store, bought a dollar's worth of candy, set up my booth, and sold candy for five cents apiece. Ate half my inventory, made $2.50, gave my dad back his dollar.

My friends and my family are such a massive part of my life. My kids are everything.

I always say that environment always affects the food.

Cooking is like snow skiing: If you don't fall at least 10 times, then you're not skiing hard enough.

My philosophy is "Where is it written that at 40 you give up all your toys?" If I'm still having a great time doing something, I'm going to keep on doing it.

Short of screaming-hot Thai food, everything can be suitable for kids too.