I come from a family where gravy is considered a beverage.

I have a family to support. And I'm not always going to be doing exactly what I want to do.

I love cooking for myself and cooking for my family.

A family is a place where principles are hammered and honed on the anvil of everyday living.

When I remember my family, I always remember their backs. They were always indignantly leaving places.

Also, my mom and family are very important to me and I know that this is not expected.

Fathers should be neither seen nor heard. That is the only proper basis for family life.

Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.

Dignity is not negotiable. Dignity is the honor of the family.

It's all about quality of life and finding a happy balance between work and friends and family.