I watch the Food Network with my kids. We - yeah, I - I - I generally don't admit that, but I love cooking.

I love HGTV. I love the Food Network.

I am more modest now, but I still think that one of the pleasantest of all emotions is to know that I, I with my brain and my hands, have nourished my beloved few, that I have concocted a stew or a story, a rarity or a plain dish, to sustain them truly against the hungers of the world.

For is there any practice less selfish, any labor less alienated, any time less wasted, than preparing something delicious and nourishing for people you love?

I'm not the healthiest eater; I'll admit that. I love junk food.

I'm a terrific Mexican cook, and I just love Mexican food. And I love cooking Mexican food.