When we were playing ball in the neighborhood growing up, my mom used this bell from an old ship to summon us to dinner. A fond, childhood memory. And utterly Pavlovian, now that I think about it… After three desserts last night, I’ve decided to become a plus-sized model… The colder the climate, the sadder the people… Across from a historical house in my hometown – where George Washington once slept – there's now a Subway sandwich shop. Any time you're destroying icons from my childhood, I need a warning or a heads up. Anything. Come on.Flying back to LA today. Big thanks to my mom, who does nothing but go out of her way to make me happy while I'm home. I ate too much, I slept too little, the temp dropped a little too low. I wouldn’t change a thing.
