Tony Geraci, the new executive director of the Memphis City Public Schools child nutrition program, loves barbecue, doesn’t understand cooking with foam and fears running out of time.
The adults. People have their own agendas.
My three kids. The other thing is being bashed by the holy trinity of dictum: Rush Limbaugh, Lou Dobbs and Glenn Beck.
Something with sailboats or racecars.
That I would be six foot four and 195 pounds of strapping manliness.
That I’m going to run out of time.
My wife. She puts up with me. She deals with my nonsense on a daily basis.
Sunday dinner with my 101-year-old Italian grandmother. She still cooks and it’s always awesome.
My unholy love of barbecue. The things I would do for brisket and ribs. The first thing you have to do is admit you have problem.
Some pesto concoction. I’ve been doing that since I was a little kid when my grandfather taught me how to make it.
Live baby octopus. It was in Hong Kong and it was sticking to my throat going down.
I’m a morning person and I am an evening animal. The fine line between Saturday night and Sunday morning is the place where I live.