The only thing hard has been to eat. It's been a lot of eggs, milkshakes and mashed potatoes. Nothing that's tough to chew on.

My friend said to me, You know what I like? Mashed potatoes. I was like, Dude, you have to give me time to guess. If you're going to quiz me you have to insert a pause.

I left some green beans and mashed potatoes on that track the first week, I want to tell you. It was hard. Really hard.

I liked gravy poured on top of a big glob of mashed potatoes, I liked biscuits a lot, and a lot of them. I liked going to the state fair and having a fried Twinkie. They were my choices. They were bad choices.

We served scrambled eggs and steak once in a while. There were powdered potatoes; we didn't have to peel potatoes. A lot of seafood and chicken once in a while. No rice. We got up at 6 a.m. and were done by 4 or 5 p.m.

Breakfast. Eggs over easy, bacon, fried potatoes, no grits.