April Bloomfield

Most of my food memories are of my Nan cooking Sunday dinners - roasts of meat with lots of vegetables. I suppose I cook what's comforting and dishes that make me feel good.

Always look for the best ingredients, treat the food you cook with respect, always read the entire recipe first, be organized, and have fun.

I still worry that I could be better. That's where standards come from, from not wanting to settle. The fear of not being good enough propels you.

Another thing that freaks me out is time. Time is like a book. You have a beginning, a middle and an end. It's just a cycle.

I was a bit challenged when I was younger to stay on the right path.

In a small spacecraft, it was hard for the other two guys to sleep when the on-duty man was talking to Mission Control regularly.