Even though my entire writing persona is prefaced on me not being an expert, I kind of am an expert. I know a lot.

In a lot of ways I think food is starting to take the place in culture that rock and roll took 30 years ago.

When it's done properly, taco should be a verb.

Everybody talks about the internet being the ultimate repository of cooking knowledge. But it's not. It sucks.

I think every culture is passionate about food; some are just passionate about food and the food is shitty.

I write mostly positive reviews. I don't write about places that don't interest me.

It's funny how everyone has a bizarre relationship with Google. The knowledge is there, but no one knows how to use it right.

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all.

Kindled the fire within you.

It is very easy to love alone.

Things change after you die, though- I guess because dying is about the lonliest thing you can do.

We have to modernize how we make laws.

Our thinking tends to be hazy, hasty, narrow, or sprawling-causal terms for impulsive. Just like anything else, thinking skills require upkeep. If they aren't nourished, they'll fade away.

There's always a faster gun.

Compassion, caring, teaching, loving, and sharing your gifts, talents, and abilities are the gateways to power.

There is no gown or garment that worse becomes a woman than when she will be wise.

I like to get to bed with a clear head.