Feeding is a very important ritual for me. I don't trust people who don't like to eat.
There is something magical about sharing meals.
I'm not sure I'm a good cook. But I like cooking, and it's a real family thing - an expression of love being together.
Food nourishes you, brings people together, and I feel that anybody can bond over food.
If you have an Ina Garten-level roasted-chicken recipe, it's a game changer. I bring that to dinner parties and make a lot of friends.
We can only love a person who eats what we eat.
My grandmother was the genesis of my connection and passion to food.
If you have nothing but love for your avocados, and you take joy in turning them into guacamole, all you need is someone to share it with.
I'm only happy when people are eating.
I come from a family of great cooks and big eaters.
We Filipinos bond over food, music, dance, and shares stories. And to Filipinos, no matter who you are and where you come from, you always have an invitation to celebration.
The reality is that we connect through food, and we have the opportunity to do it three times a day.
More than anything, a lot of our family's history is tied to food. It's just one of those things.
There is a level of intimacy in sharing the foods that have shaped me.
I love to cook, and my wife loves to cook. Sometimes it's the appeal of the simplest of dishes - things you've grown up with in your life. Your emotional memory - something that not only affects your taste buds but that you've got an emotional attachment to.
