I’m a full-on foodie, baby. I’ll eat anything from a gas station taco to a Michelin star amuse-bouche like I’m auditioning for a Food Network show. I love mom-and-pop spots, and I love the pretentious places where the menu is just three ingredients and a mood board. Every time I drive to visit Stephen, I make it my mission to hit a new restaurant like it’s a spiritual pilgrimage. Rarely do I go back to the same spot — unless the food is so good it makes me speak in tongues.

I’m a full-on foodie, baby. I’ll eat anything from a gas station taco to a Michelin star amuse-bouche like I’m auditioning for a Food Network show. I love mom-and-pop spots, and I love the pretentious places where the menu is just three ingredients and a mood board. Every time I drive to visit Stephen, I make it my mission to hit a new restaurant like it’s a spiritual pilgrimage. Rarely do I go back to the same spot — unless the food is so good it makes me speak in tongues.