I know people that I respect and admire and look up to who have had extra-marital affairs.

I made a pact with myself that I'd rather have less money than be embarrassed.

Could I use some butter and cheese and eggs in my cooking without going down some kind of hippie shame spiral? Yes. Of course I could.

One year I was given a birthday present I'll never forget - a cooking lesson from Jamie Oliver.

During the strict macrobiotic chapter of my life, I ate miso soup every day for breakfast and sometimes with dinner as well.

Beyoncé's like, 'Okay. The singing is great. But you're not having any fun.' She's like, 'Remember when we were at Jay's concert and Panjabi MC comes on and you do your crazy Indian dance? Do that. Be you!'

I'm always interested in what's next or what is the new kind of thinking.