Stuffing fans, take a deep breath.

When you think of your dream wedding venue is it a romantic castle in Scotland?

I tend to spend the majority of January through April running around shouting, "It's sumo season!" at practically everyone I know (and everyone I don't).

I have spent the majority of my twenties on a quest to figure out my go-to drink.

I want to let you in on a little secret: Everyone clamoring for a 7pm or 8pm dinner reservation is an idiot. It might seem like the optimal time to dine -- not too early, not too late, very Goldilocks in nature -- but it’s actually one of the worst times to visit a restaurant. The time everyone should actually be fighting over 5:30pm. No, seriously.

When people think of Indian restaurants, they tend to conjure up the same image of white tablecloth restaurants with a random Bollywood movie blaring in the background, plates of creamy chicken masala, piles of fluffy naan, and maybe an order or two of samosas if you’re feeling extra adventurous.

Do a quick a scan of a grocery store in 2018 and you’ll notice something peculiar: Nearly every good carbohydrate also has an alternative made from cauliflower.

“So is this really not a bar?

Hamburgers and hot dogs.

Imagine this: It’s the middle of summer — the sun is anchored high in the sky and beads of sweat are dripping off of your face as you tend to the burgers and hot dogs you have charring on the grill.

Back in 1986, a culinary miracle occurred.

Andrew Zimmern has most people's dream job.