I love eating. I mean, I really, really love eating.
I went to bed last night dreaming of tuna melts. I love food.
Now, if we only had as many casks of butter as there are people here, then I would eat lots of butter!
I think I could eat one of Bellamy's veal pies.
I love the smell of Burger King when I ride past, but sometimes I have to avoid it.
On tour, people know that if they ever ask me what I want to eat, I will always say Asian food. I'm becoming a stereotype, but it's what I want to eat. I want to eat rice.
I love the smell of fried chicken.
I do like going to the movies, but I like eating tons of sweets and ice cream, so I can't go to the movies anymore.
After a long day at the beach, a hamburger and fries usually does the trick.
I just don't crave junk food.
Seafood is my favorite and I couldn't live without it!
When I'm in the mood for room service, my favorite order is a peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich.
I love buffalo wings and eat them at least three times a week.
Mellow doesn't describe me. I'm hungry every day.
There's no sauce in the world like hunger.
I missed a tuna-fish sandwich with mayo on toasted wheat bread more than anything. Six months after I went vegan, I snuck into a deli and took one home. And, of course, it wasn't nearly as good as I fantasized. It tasted, well, fishy.
When I come to Chicago, I gorge myself. I get off the plane and start with Gene and Jude's for two hot dogs with everything, swing by The Fudge Pot for a taffy apple and a turtle, chocolate clusters at Sarah's Pastries and Candies and steak at Smith and Wollensky. I find time for Gino's pizza within the next 12 hours.
I'm a fat kid on the inside. I love food so much, and I fluctuate about 25 to 30 pounds between movies. I feel like I have to do a chess movie that requires very little movement at some point, just so I can eat pizza and play chess on the beach all day.
Comfort food is really anything you want at that time. That said, I really love Naple-style pizza.
I'm such a foodie. If I see a pork chop, I'm eating it.
Like every fight, after you make weight, you want to go crazy and eat after you've gone through a camp where you can't do that. So I'd eat pizza and wings and beers.
What I really want, what I always really want, is baked potato and grilled cheese. But then I'd be really fat.
I have a chicken-wing addiction... I sometimes can't get out of a restaurant without at least trying their chicken wings. So that's my great downfall.
If I have pizza or Taco Bell one day, I'll have home-cooked meals the next. I try to listen to what my body craves.
I'm a sugar addict.
