I was kind of like the Rhea Perlman of the bar. I was like Carla on “Cheers.” People were more afraid of me. There was a point where I got a little surly. There were only so many chicken wings I could serve before losing the smile on my face.

Laughter makes me come alive. Either being made to laugh or igniting it.

I usually need to sit with pain a while. Really feel it. Then I need to talk it out. Luckily, I am surrounded by wonderful listeners who haven't told me to shut up yet.

I was a theater dork in high school and did all the plays. My theater teacher in high school, Janet Spahr, was absolutely incredible and mentored me throughout school. She taught me a lot about relying on my instincts.

My fear is that, had I stayed in Jersey, I would have become Snooki because I'm just a bottle of hair dye away.

My first waitress job was at Johnny Rockets in New Jersey, and then I waited tables at a sports bar.

My grandmother always would say, "This, too, shall pass." It is always true.