Q. Ever wanted to try something but couldn't because you live in the middle of nowhere?
A. No, I live in the center of everywhere.
Q. Ever wished the guy or gal working out next to you in the gym didn't smell like his/her lunch?
A. Yes, but because I'm a New Yorker I'm never afraid to tell them that they stink.
Q. Ever had an inexplicable craving for food you saw on the food network?
A. Not really, but I have wanted to try some of those places Guy Fieri finds.
Q. Ever been an expat in a foreign country?
A. Of course.
Q. Ever miss that regional specialty only found in your hometown?
A. Well, tbh, I do miss the cronut when I leave NYC.
Q. Ever had to kiss a garlic lover?
A. No.
Q. Ever wanted to smack yourself for relying on yelp?
A. LOL, yelp. Wait, were you serious? Just remember who writes the reviews on yelp: the public. Yes, the untrained, unsophisticated, uncultured yokels of yelp. Typical Yelp review: I loved this place in the big city that I went to! The brick oven pizza was black on the bottom and cold on the top. The waiter told me that's the way it's supposed to be. I'm a bumpkin from the boondocks, so I believed him. And I loved it! You should go here and pay $50 for a cold, black pizza. Soooo good. ummy in my tummy.