I meet people, and we can get past small talk pretty quickly if they've read my books. It's a great shortcut.
I don't have my own garden; we're on shale and in the woods. And if I did have a garden, the deer and chipmunks and squirrels and bears would eat everything anyway.
The truth is, as much as I loved writing restaurant reviews, it always felt very self-indulgent to me. It was so much fun, I loved doing it, but there's so much else to say about food.
I like poached eggs, but I'll make scrambled or fried or whatever anybody wants.
Let's face it: my life tends to revolve around food, and I love feeding people.
The implications of Americans devoting their lives to fast food are more profound than the fact that our kids aren't eating well. There are real repercussions that we need to know about and think about.
