Everything went smooth as glass, ... The only problem we had was having enough food at the cookout for all the people that showed up.

Do you know how to digest your food? Do you know how to fill your lungs with air? Do you know how to establish, regulate and direct the metabolism of your body / the assimilation of foodstuff so that it builds muscles, bones and flesh? No, you don't know how consciously, but there is a wisdom within you that does know.

You kind of keep your eye open. Are they eating? Do they have food? Do they have their medicines?

[Donald Reid, spokesperson for Slow Food in Scotland, assured me that I wouldn't have to start picking my own berries or spend hours slaving over a hot stove. Yes, there are slow foodies who do grow their own vegetables and bake their own daily bread, but the movement does not necessarily advocate a strict, purist lifestyle.] If people want to do that, that's absolutely fine, ... But members don't carry any kind of pledge card and we don't have strict rules to obey. It's not like 'you should eat this or you shouldn't eat that'. It's about incorporating the Slow Food philosophy wherever you can into day-to-day life.

All food is comfort food. Maybe I just like to chew.

What we find with pathological gamblers is that they have this uncontrollable urge to gamble. Ideally, it would be nice to discover a drug that would reliably interrupt that urge.