Constant, gentle pressure is my preferred technique for leadership, guidance, and coaching.

Restaurants are like kids. You hope you understand their innate gifts, and then you let them realize their aspirations.

Museums are like sports stadiums, hotels and hospitals: they are in the category of captive-audience dining.

I grew up in a reform Jewish family in St. Louis. Our idea of Judaism was no bar mitzvahs and a Christmas tree that had a skirt at the bottom embroidered with the names of my grandparents.

A great restaurant is one that just makes you feel like you're not sure whether you went out or you came home and confuses you. If it can do both of those things at the same time, you're hooked.

Short of hiring a new staff, consider giving subpar workers a chance to improve. Tell them why they're not measuring up and give them a set amount of time to make specific improvements.

It is sad that the more 'successful' a neighborhood becomes, the more it gradually takes on a recognizable, common look, as the same banks, drugstore chains and national brands move in.

Life is a series of waves to be embraced and overcome.

My dad gave me the gene to enjoy cooking, and to enjoy consuming good food and wine.

Writing is easy: just stare at the screen of your computer until a tear drops on your keyboard.

O! How much more doth beauty beauteous seem

The Holy Spirit teaches the Truth.

One of my biggest assets is my ability to focus on something and go out and get it, but it's one of my biggest weaknesses too.

Since the beginning, a woman's first and most important role has been ushering into mortality spirit sons and daughters of our Father in Heaven.

When time stops, matter stops.

Women have come a long way over the past 20 years, but in substance abuse and addiction, women have come the wrong way.

Games aren't created by writers rocking up to developers saying 'I have this great game story.' It's about establishing relationships and working hand in hand to create something wonderful.

I consider myself a Republican.

What an electric heater perched upon the rim of the bathtub of the world that dead Jesus was.