I go to Japan every November on vacation, and the one thing I never return home without is yuba, which is the thin skin that forms atop boiling soy milk. You skim it off and either eat it fresh or dry it.

The first thing I do whenever I go to Thailand is seek out the closest restaurant or stall selling mango-and-sticky rice: it's a little hillock of glutinous rice drenched in lashings of coconut milk and served with fresh mango.

There's no such thing as soy milk. It's soy juice.

The one thing I will never do is become pigeonholed.

The one thing you can't do when you're highly ranked is relax.

The one thing you can control is effort.