'It all culminated in The Great Brussels Sprout Revolution of 1989 when my dad led us kids in a 'no more Brussels sprouts' chant — and we all ordered pizza.'
"My parents were great cooks, but my mom had this habit of turning leftover from any big holiday meal into one big 'loaf,' which basically meant shoving all the leftovers into a loaf pan and baking it. Look, I'm a big fan of leftovers, but not so much when they're tortured into a big rectangular mound.""My brother loves shredded Parmesan and puts it on everything, but he’s used to the shitty pre-grated stuff you can buy in a green bottle at the market.
"My parents overcooked eggs my entire life so I always thought I hated them in every form. As an adult living on my own I finally learned scrambled eggs don't have to be a hard, rubbery lump, hard boiled eggs don't need a greenish-gray yolk, and you don't have to cook eggs until every last drop of moisture is removed. Turns out, a runny egg is pretty good.""I was making quesadilla's for my parents and I left the kitchen for a few minutes.