I fell in love with Erica Kane the summer before my freshman year of high school. Like all red-blooded teen American boys, I’d come home from water polo practice and eat a box of Entenmann’s Pop’Ems donut holes in front of the TV while obsessively fawning over ‘All My Children’ and Erica, her clothes, and her narcissistic attitude.
I’m big on being positive. I’m generally so positive and happy. I just always felt that I was exactly where I wanted to be. And things have continued to go in great directions.
I have a Viking stove. The color is butter lemon, and I had to wait several months for it, because that color wasn’t available and I really wanted butter lemon! But I don’t know that it’s seriously ever been cooked on. I mean, I make tea every morning. Does that count?
Dinner ‘conversation’ at the Cohens’ meant my sister, mom, and I relaying in brutal detail the day’s events in a state of amplified hysteria, while my father listened to his own smooth jazz station in his head.
I love a smart, well-written show, and ’30 Rock,’ well, you can’t get any better than that. Tina Fey poos funny. There’s nothing that she does that isn’t funny. That show is an example of how brilliant she is. It’s so smart. They’ve done some brilliant commentary about the ‘Housewives’ with ‘Queen of Jordan,’ their show-within-the-show.
St. Louis has a lot of weird food customs that you don’t see other places – and a lot of great ethnic neighborhoods. There’s a German neighborhood. A great old school Italian neighborhood, with toasted ravioli, which seems to be a St. Louis tradition. And they love provolone cheese in St. Louis.
Anybody who really knows about the TV business knows that it would be impossible to just march in one day and say to your colleagues and bosses, ‘Oh yes, I’m hosting my own show.’