But In Some Ways, I'm

When You've Been Locked Up In A Mental Institution, People Are Going To Ask Questions. It Was Ok, Because I Didn't Have To Act Perfect All The Time.

My Limbs Work, So I'm Not Going To Complain About The Way My Body Is Shaped.

If You're Going To Go Through Hell... I Suggest You Come Back Learning Something.

At 35, I'm Definitely Starting To Feel More Like A Grown-up Than I Ever Have. There's Nothing In My Life That Is Childish Or Whimsical. Having Fun Is Fantastic And I Never Want To Lose A Sense Of That - And Also, I Think, You Have To Have That To Put Into Your Work Or Else It's Going To Feel Stiff.

I Love Inventive Food, But I Want The Classic Dishes To Taste Like How I Remember Them. I Get A Little Bummed Out When There Is Too Much Fancy Stuff Going On And It Doesn't Resemble The Original Dish At All.