I am in fact a Hobbit in all but size. I like gardens, trees, and unmechanized farmlands; I smoke a pipe, and like good plain food (unrefrigerated), but detest French cooking; I like, and even dare to wear in these dull days, ornamental waistcoats. I am fond of mushrooms (out of a field); have a very simple sense of humor (which even my appreciative critics find tiresome); I go to bed late and get up late (when possible). I do not travel much.
I love those shows where they go to all the greasy diners in America.
In New York I pretty much live in diners - I order French Fries, Diet Coke floats and lots of coffee.
Good bread and good butter go together. They are one of the perfect marriages in gastronomy, and they never fail to cheer me.
When we're playing at home in Utah, breakfast is really the only meal at which I allow myself to be a little unhealthy. So it's usually pancakes, waffles, eggs, and bacon. I like to keep that consistent. For lunch and dinner, I will have Caesar salad.
I don't diet. I'm Puerto Rican! You can never take my rice, pork, and beans away.
Every single diet I ever fell off of was because of potatoes and gravy of some sort.
I don't discriminate when it comes to dumplings. Give me a generous plate of pretty much anything wrapped in a starchy, doughy casing and I will dive in with pleasure. But one star in the dumpling universe shines brighter than the others: the humble pierogi.
Never say 'no' to pie. No matter what, wherever you are, diet-wise or whatever, you know what? You can always have a small piece of pie, and I like pie. I don't know anybody who doesn't like pie. If somebody doesn't like pie, I don't trust them. I'll bet you Vladimir Putin doesn't like pie.
Rice is great if you're really hungry and want to eat two thousand of something.
Since I was about seven, I've loved cooking. I'd wake up at five in the morning and make cinnamon rolls and all these different things.
If you come to The Kitchen and get a pork chop with polenta, which is our kind of food - simple - there is only one way it should taste at The Kitchen.
It's pretty rare for me to be someplace that serves hot dogs and not eat one.
I'm into grilled cheese. Grilled cheese makes me feel beautiful!
I was re-watching 'E.T.' recently, and that scene where they're all around the pizza, bringing the pizza in, and gambling and stuff together, it's such an amazing tone, it's so rough, and nobody's really talking about anything, and it feels like you're in that room with them.
I'm all over the place with muffins. Carrots are great. Banana, chocolate chip, they rock, too.
I love to cook really fattening things, like steak and pasta and potatoes.
As a child, I lived with being punier than other boys in class. The only consolation was my parents' empathy - they encouraged constant trips to the local drugstore for chocolate milk shakes to fatten me up. The shakes made me happy, but still, all through grammar school, other kids shoved me around.
I love raw cookie dough, right out of the tube. The other thing I eat is marshmallow fluff.
I don't really have a strict diet. I tend to keep the junk food out, but I tend to follow my cravings as well. I love the chips, the hot wings, fries. I tend to eat it all, to be honest.
When I get back to Derry I always enjoy a good fry-up that my mum makes. That's my big weakness. I also eat too much chocolate.
I'm a steak and potato guy.
I am not a heavy drinker, I've never taken a drug in my life, but I am prone to a pizza.
I went to bed last night dreaming of tuna melts. I love food.
Working at the hospital, there was a lot of starchy food. I was in good with the lunch lady, so she would hook me up with all kinds of macaroni and cheese and potatoes and that kind of food. I would eat it all night to the part where I hated food. I got pretty big.
