I basically love anything that comes in a hot dog bun... except hot dogs.

I'm a bit traditional in the way that I think that a woman draws her energy from the house. Food is a really nice way of expressing that energy and love, and doing something with care and putting time into it and nourishing your family.

People have become inappropriate. People have pushed too far. People have climbed one too many fences. I'm just tired of it.

There's a portion of the movie where something bad happens to me, and I lose my clothes along the way, so essentially I'm wearing a bra and trousers. There are certain requirements, but luckily I have a good base because I work out often.

I'm sort of getting into the idea of nourishing your inner aspect and doing that by investing in your family and making a meal and creating time together.

I first had a version of this at a Japanese monastery during a silent retreat-don't ask, it's a long story.

THE REASON I CAN BE 38 AND HAVE TWO KIDS AND WEAR A BIKINI IS BECAUSE I WORK MY ASS OFF. IT'S NOT AN ACCIDENT. IT'S NOT LUCK, IT'S NOT FAIRY DUST, IT'S NOT GOOD GENES. IT'S KILLING MYSELF FOR AN HOUR AND A HALF FIVE DAYS A WEEK, BUT WHAT I GET OUT OF IT IS RELATIVE TO WHAT I PUT INTO IT.